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THE     PORTSMOUTH     JUBILEE 


RECEPTION 


SONS  OF  PORTSMOUTH  RESIDENT  ABROAD, 

JULY  4TH,   1853. 
BY  THE  CITY  AUTHORITIES  AND  THE  CITIZENS  OF  PORTSMOUTH. 


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DECORATIONS,     SPEECHES,     SENTIMENTS, 


POKTSMOUTH,  N.  H. 

C.  W.  BREV/STER  &  SON,  PUBLISHERS. 

1853. 


THE      PORTSMOUTH      JUBILEE. 


RECEPTION 


SONS  OF  PORTSMOUTH  RESIDENT  ABROAD, 


JULY   4TH,   1853, 


CITY  AUTHORITIES  AND  THE  CITIZENS  OF  PORTSMOUTH. 


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DECORATIONS,     SPEECHES,     SENTIMENTS, 


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PORTSMOUTH: 

C.  W.  BREWSTER  &  SON,  PUBLISHERS 
1853 


ON    THE    HOMAQE    OF   HER   SONS. 


BY  REV.  CHARLES  BURROUGHS,  D.  D. 


AN  INTRODUCTORY,    PREPARED  AT  THE  SOLICITATION   OF   THE  PUBLISHERS. 


"I  shall  enter  on  no  encomium  upon  her.  She  needs  none.  There  she  is.  Behold  her  and 
judge  for  yourselves.  There  is  her  history  ;  the  •world  knows  It  by  heart.  The  past,  at  least, 
is  secure." — Webster. 

The  suggestion  that  the  Sons  of  Portsmouth,  settled  or  resident  in  other 
places,  should  visit  together  their  native  city,  and  celebrate  together  the  last 
birthday  of  their  nation's  Independence,  was  extremely  felicitous,  and  at  the 
same  time  very  creditable  to  the  heads  and  hearts  of  those,  from  whom  it  em 
anated.  It  was  a  suggestion,  well  calculated  to  revive  and  increase  the  excel 
lent  sentiment  of  local  attachment,  to  strengthen  tho  ties  of  brotherhood,  to 
awaken  a  warmer  love  of  country,  and  to  kindle  resolutions  of  loftier  virtue. 
Local  attachments  are  always  laudable,  and  should  ever  be  encouraged.  Oar 
sentiments,  affections,  and  tastes  are  necessarily  connected  with  them.  Natural 
scenery,  the  beings  by  whom  we  are  surrounded,  and  indeed  all  external  cir 
cumstances,  which  affect  the  youthful  mind,  are  among  the  mightiest  agents  or 
elements  in  the  formation  of  character.  The  cloud-piercing  mountains,  the 
flowing  river,  the  placid  lake,  the  swelling  sail,  the  waving  forests,  the  busy 
city,  and  the  scenes  of  pastoral  life  mould  the  elements  of  the  intellect  and 
dispositions  of  the  heart.  Whatever  be  the  circumstances,  by  which  we  are 
surrounded,  they  ever  become  dear  to  us. 

E'en  the  wild  torrent  and  the  mountain's  roar 
But  bind  us  to  our  native  mountains  more. 

V0f  coarse  the  suggestion,  to  which  we  have  alluded,  was  instantly  received  with 
enthusiasm  by  the  sons  of  Portsmouth,  whose  avocations  and  duties  had  called 
them  away  from  their  native  city  to  find  homes  in  other  places.  They  responded 
to  the  call  with  prompt  and  generous  action,  well-arranged  operations,  and 
ample  pecuniary  contributions.  Our  city  authorities  evinced  the  most  noble 
feelings  on  this  occasion,  gave  it  their  most  cordial  sanction,  and  voted  a  lib 
eral  appropriation.  Exultingly,  and  at  the  appointed  time,  judiciously  selected 
for  the  outpouring  of  their  affection  and  patriotism,  a  multitude  of  the  sons  of 
Portsmouth,  leaving  behind  them  their  cares  and  duties,  met  on  this,  their 
native  soil ;  and  beneath  a  wide-spread  tent  in  an  open  field,  and  with  the 
blessing  of  a  most  auspicious  sky,  talked  over  the  scenes  of  their  early  days, 
and  enjoyed  a  brilliant  commingling  at  a  happy  banquet ;  praising  their  city, 
its  associations  and  history  ;  seeking  to  do  it  honor ;  and  manifesting  a  noblo 
pride  and  joy  that  they  were  the  sons  of  Portsmouth. 


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Nor  was  it  without  sufficient  reasons  that  they  were  here  assembled,  on  our 
national  jubilee,  to  pay  filial  homage  to  the  place  of  their  birth.  Their  natal 
city  had  claims  on  their  affection  and  praise.  Her  antiquity,  history,  institu 
tions,  scenery,  and  great  men  speak  most  eloquently  in  commendation  of  her. 

As  for  antiquity,  our  city  is  one  of  the  earliest  discovered  and  first  settled  places 
of  New  England.  In  the  beginning  of  the  seventeenth  century  some  merchants 
of  Bristol,  England,  having  formed  a  private  company  for  the  investigation  of 
this  country,  employed  for  that  service  Capt.  Martin  Pring,  of  Bristol,  a  skilful 
navigator,  and  much  praised  by  Gorges.  They  placed  under  his  command  two 
vessels  auspiciously  named  the  Speedwell  and  the  Discoverer.  In  the  year  1603 
he  set  sail  for  America,  and  was  enabled  to  speed  so  well,  as  to  be  the  first  discoverer 
of  New  Hampshire.  Just  two  hundred  and  fifty  years  since  he  entered  the 
channel  of  our  river,  and  explored  it  for  three  or  four  leagues.  He  landed  on  this 
shore,  and  doubtless  with  his  companions  trod  upon  the  soil  of  this  city  ;  for 
he  came  in  search  of  sassafras,  then  esteemed  in  pharmacy  a  sovereign  panacea. 
Our  city  therefore  boasts  of  her  antiquity  of  two  hundred  and  fifty  years,  and 
of  being  the  first  soil  in  New  Hampshire,  that  was  trod  by  Englishmen.  In 
1614  the  celebrated  John  Smith,  saved  from  death  by  the  Indian  girl,  Poca- 
hontas,  examined  and  extolled  the  deep  waters  of  the  Piscataqua.  In  1 623 
the  company  of  Laconia  in  England,  consisting  of  Gorges  and  Mason  and 
many  eminent  noble  and  enterprising  merchants  of  London  and  other  cities, 
selected  some  choice  persons  and  sent  them  to  establish  a  plantation  on  this 
river.  They  came  here  for  trade  and  commerce  ;  were  high-minded  men,  and 
had  enlarged  views  of  government,  religion,  and  religious  toleration.  They 
were  not  of  the  Puritan  party,  for  Gorges  and  Mason  had  not  the  same  relig 
ious  views  with  the  Massachusetts  planters.  John  Mason,  the  London  mer 
chant,  member  of  the  Plymouth  company  for  the  planting,  ruling,  and  govern 
ing  of  New  England,  and  first  Governor  of  this  province,  advanced  a  large  sum 
of  money  for  the  welfare  of  this  place,  and  may  be  said  to  have  laid  the 
foundation  of  its  commercial  prosperity.  David  Tomson,  a  Scotchman,  who 
seems  to  have  been  prominent  among  the  planters,  who  first  settled  in  this 
town,  built  a  house  at  Odiorue's  Point,  a  few  rods  north  of  the  present 
evident  remains  of  an  ancient  fort.  It  was  built  the  very  year  of  his  arrival 
here ;  was  the  first  house,  which  was  erected  on  this  plantation,  and  was 
afterwards  called  Mason-Hall.  It  was  not  till  about  eight  years  afterward 
that  Humphrey  Chadbourne  built  the  Great  House,  which  was  situated  on  the 
bank  of  the  river  at  the  corner  of  Court  street  and  Water  street.  It  was  after 
wards  occupied  by  Warnerton  and  by  Richard  Cutts.  In  looking  now  at  our 
ancestry,  at  their  enlightened  character,  -  noble  enterprise,  liberal  views,  and 
their  very  choice  men  selected  by  the  Plymouth  company,  they  cannot  fail  to 
awaken  in  us  a  laudable  pride. 

On  the  28th  of  May,  1653,  this  plantation,  "which  was  accidentally  called 
Slrawberry  Bank,  by  reason  of  a  bank  where  strawberries  were  found,"  was 
allowed  by  the  General  Court  at  Boston,  on  the  petition  of  Brian  Pendleton 
and  others,  to  be  called  Portsmouth,  "  as  being  a  name  most  suitable  for  this 
place,  it  being  the  river's  mouth,  and  good  as  any  in  the  land."  It  was  also 
the  name  of  the  English  city  in  which  John  Mason  was  born.  The  number  of 
families  then  was  between  fifty  and  sixty.  "  The  line  of  the  township  was 
ordered  to  reach  from  the  sea  by  Hampton  line  to  Wynnacot  river."  Our  planters 
were  so  industrious  and  successful,  as  to  be  able  to  send  corn  to  the  early  sufferers 
at  Plymouth.  The  first  edifice  erected  here  for  public  worship  was  an  Episcopal 
church.  It  was  built  at  least  as  early  as  the  year  1639  in  what  is  now  called 
Church  street  and  formerly  Church  lane,  and  northerly  of  the  Court  House.  A 
parsonage-house,  erected  at  the  same  time,  was  situated  in  Pleasant  street,  a 
few  rods  north  of  the  Universalist  meeting-house.  The  parishioners  made 
choice  of  llichard  Gibson,  an  Episcopalian  clergyman,  as  their  pastor,  being 


the  first  minister  that  was  ever  settled  in  this  town ;  and  the  worship  was  ac 
cording  to  the  ritual  of  the  English  church.  He  remained  here  about  four 
years,  and  in  the  year  1642  returned  to  England. 

In  the  year  1634  Francis  Williams  was  appointed  Governor  of  the  plantation. 
He  was  a  discreet  and'sehsibte  matly  accomplished  in  his  manners  and  accep 
table  to  the  people.  He  collected  about  him  many  valuable  men,  whose  ex 
ample  and  influence  were  of  the  best  order.  These  circumstances  gave  a  high 
character  to  the  town.  Its  reputation  was  so  great,  that  it  was  always  selected 
in  the  days  of  the  colonial  government  by  many  persons  as  a  most  desirable 
place  of  residence  ;  and  for  many  years  it  was  the  home  of  the  royal  governors 
and  of  the  king's  council. 

It  has  been  distinguished  for  men  of  patriotism  Here  lived  William 
Vaughan,  who  claimed  to  be  the  projector  of  the  siege  of  Louisburg  under 
Pepperell  ;  Dr.  Cutter,  who  was  a  surgeon  in  that  expedition  ;  Col.  Meserve, 
who  was  one  of  its  mightiest  spirits  ;  Maj.  Hale,  -who  was  an  officer  in  one  of 
the  regiments  ;  and  the  Rev.  Samuel  Langdon,  who  was  then  a  chaplain  of  the 
New  Hampshire  forces.  Gen.  Whipple,  who  resided  here  for  the  largest  por 
tion  of  his  life,  was  one  of  the  signers  of  the  Declaration  of  Independence. 
Gov.  Langdon  was  always  a  devoted  friend  to  his  country;  went  to  Bennington, 
as  a  volunteer  in  the  army  after  the  capture  of  Cornwallis ;  and  was  at  Rhode 
Island  with  a  detachment,  while  the  British  troops  were  there  stationed.  He, 
with  Gen.  Sullivan,  seized  at  the  fort  in  the  mouth  of  our  harbor,  one  hundred 
barrels  of  gunpowder :  and  so  promptly  conveyed  them  to  Bunker  Hill,  that 
they  did  service  on  the  memorable  seventeenth  of  June.  He  had  the  honor  of 
presiding  in  the  Senate  when  Gen.  Washington  was  elected  President  of  the 
United  States,  and  had  the  supreme  honor  of  announcing  that  election 
to  Congress.  He  with  John  Pickering  and  Peirce  Long  were  delegates  to  the 
convention  for  the  adoption  of  the  federal  constitution,  and  most  thoroughly 
supported  it.  Long  commanded  a  regiment  in  the  revolutionary  war,  and  was 
a  member  of  the  old  Congress.  We  might  mention  many  others,  who  have 
contended  valiantly  for  our  country.  It  is  a  matter  of  pride  to  us  that  the 
greatest  of  American  patriots,  Washington,  has  walked  in  our  streets,  fished 
in  our  harbor,  slept  in  our  city,  engaged  here  in  public  worship  as  a  reverent 
observer  of  Sunday,  and  received  with  favor  the  homage  of  our  citizens.  Hence 
the  sons  of  Portsmouth  have  powerful  authority  and  example  for  cherishing 
the  spirit  of  patriotism. 

In  relation  to  letters  and  the  patronage  of  literature,  we  can  speak  of  our 
city  with  no  small  satisfaction.  When  Harvard  College  was  apparently  in  a 
hopeless  condition,  during  the  latter  part  of  Dr.  Chauncey's  presidency,  and  when 
all  its  funds  did  not  amount  to  one  thousand  pounds,  our  town  was  thejirst  in 
that  emergency  to  lend  a  helping  hand  to  the  institution.  A  voluntary  con 
tribution  was  made  amongthe  inhabitants,  in  1669i  and  the  town  was  authorized 
to  pledge  a  sum  of  sixty  pounds  sterling  a  year  for  seven  years  ensuing,  to  be  used 
by  the  overseers,  for  the  advancement  of  good  instruction  there.  Of  this  sum 
Richard  Cutts  subscribed  twenty  pounds  per  annum.  The  first  newspaper, 
printed  in  New  Hampshire,  was  printed  in  this  town  by  Daniel  Fowle,  in  1756 ; 
and  his  printing  office  was  the  first  establishment  of  the  kind  in  the  Province. 
A  social  library  was  founded  here  in  the  year  1750,  and  the  books  were  chiefly 
imported  from  England.  We  have  an  Atheneum  which  was  begun  about  thirty- 
six  years  since,  and  which  contains  about  eight  thousand  volumes  of  most 
choice,  valuable  and  expensive  books.  James  Edward  Sheafe  and  Horace  A. 
Haven  have  made  to  it  most  munificent  bequests.  We  have  had  among  ua 
most  finished  scholars.  Joseph  Stevens  Buckminstcr  was  not  only  one  of  our 
most  eloquent  preachers,  but  one  of  the  most  intelligent  men  and  beautiful 
writers  known  in  our  country.  He  may  be  said  to  have  created  a  new  era  in 
our  literature  and  in  the  advancement  of  biblical  criticism.  Nathaniel  Apple- 


ton  Haven  was  eminently  a  man  of  letters,  of  rich  classical  attainments,  of 
poetical  genius  and  refined  taste.  Jonathan  Mitchell  Sewall's  poetry  exhibits 
high  talent,  and  is  marked  by  vigorous  and  melodious  verse.  His  patriotic 
eongs  are  admirable.  Much  has  been  done  here  in  the  cause  of  education  by 
Major  Hale,  who  was  a  schoolmaster  of  the  first  order,  who  has  educated  here 
several  thousand  scholars ;  and  he  gave  for  very  many  years  a  remarkably 
elevated  tone  to  the  intelligence  of  our  citizens.  Major  Rogers  has  given  us  an 
account  of  his  Indian  expeditions.  Alden  has  printed  sermons  and  volumes  of 
epitaphs.  Penhallow  has  presented  us  with  a  history  of  the  wars  of  New  Eng 
land  with  the  Eastern  Indians.  Evans  hag  published  a  "  Pedestrious  tour,"  and 
his  sister  a  novel  on  Resignation.  The  elder  Buckminster  has  blessed  us  with 
many  excellent  discourses.  His  son's  sermons  and  essays  are  among  the  rich 
est  of  literary  productions.  Originality  of  thought,  conclusiveness  of  reasoning, 
and  a  vigorous  style  mark  the  sermons  of  Dr.  Parker.  Edmund  Eoberts  has 
published  a  valuable  volume  entitled  "An  Embassy  to  the  Eastern  coasts  of  Co 
chin  China,  Siam  and  Muscat."  Halliburton  has  left  us  some  sound  and  sen 
sible  essays.  Adams  has  given  us  an  useful  volume  of  Annals.  Woodbury  has 
bequeathed  to  us  a  rich  legacy  of  legal  learning,  political  wisdom  and  practical 
philosophy.  The  forensic  arguments  of  Mr.  Mason  betray  such  vastness  and 
clearness  of  thought,  such  wondrous  mental  powers,  and  such  logical  concln- 
siveness,  as  must  give  immortality  to  his  name.  We  almost  feel  as  if  we  could 
claim  Webster's  works  as  a  part  of  our  literary  honors.  It  was  here  that  in 
the  year  1812  he  wrote  his  celebrated  memorial  addressed  to  Mr.  Madison,  in  re 
lation  to  the  war  with  England.  It  was  a  document  of  such  prodigious  ability, 
weight,  directness  and  power,  as  to  awaken  the  astonishment  of  the  community, 
and  lead  to  the  irresistible  conviction  that  he  was  doubtless  one  of  the  greatest 
men  of  the  nation.  It  was  here  and  by  this  act  that  he  first  developed  and 
published  his  colossal  powers  to-  the  world.  So,  too,  was  fabricated  here  the 
effective  artillery,  which  he  brought  to  bear  in  the  case  of  the  Trustees  of  Dart 
mouth  College. 

We  have  had  among  us  many  distinguished  ministers.  Their  influence 
which  is  usually  a  predominant  element  in  affecting  not  only  the  religious  and 
social,  but  also  the  literary  character  of  a  community,  might  have  been  brought 
forward  at  the  recent  jubilee  with  most  effective  force.  Soon  after  Richard 
Gibson's  departure  came  James  Parker.  In  1658  Joshua  Moody  was  settled 
here.  He  was  a  man  of  talents,  zeal  and  piety,  was  honored  with  an  invi 
tation  to  the  Presidency  of  Harvard  College,  modestly  declined  it,  and  deserved 
high  praise  for  boldly  condemning  all  the  prosecutions  for  witchcraft.  He 
was  succeeded  by  Nathaniel  Rogers,  great  grandson  of  the  Martyr,  and  was 
here  twenty-six  years.  Dr.  Styles  was  an  eminent  preacher  here,  but  left  his 
charge  to  assume  the  duties  of  the  Presidency  of  Yale  College.  Dr.  Samuel 
Haven  blessed  the  town  for  fifty-four  years  by  his  able  discourses  and  exemplary 
life.  Timothy  Alden,  a  well-known  antiquarian,  was  his  successor.  Arthur 
Brown,  of  Trinity  College,  Dublin,  a  man  of  great  learning  and  intellectual 
power,  was  minister  of  the  Episcopal  Church  for  thirty-seven  years.  He  was 
succeeded  by  Ogden  and  Willard. 

Dr.  Langdon  preached  here  twenty  seven  years,  wrote  a  valuable  book  on 
the  Revelation  of  St.  John,  and  a  summary  of  Doctrine  and  Practice,  and  was 
an  able  President  of  Harvard  College.  He  and  Col.  Blanchard  made  a  map 
of  the  State.  Dr.  Buckminister  was  a  celebrated  divine  among  us  for  thirty- 
three  years.  Mr.  Putnam  faithfully  devoted  himself  to  the  duties  of  his  clerical 
profession  among  us  for  about  twenty  years.  He  was  was  succeeded  by  Holt 
and  Clark.  Dr.  Parker,  who  stood  very  high  in  the  estimation  of  the  public 
for  talents  and  judgment,  labored  here  successfully  for  about  thirty  years. 
Besides  these  valuable  men,  we  had  Emerson,  Drowne,  Fitch,  Ballon,  Streeter, 
Turner,  King,  Noah  Parker,  Smith,  Howe,  Jones,  Millard,  Harris,  Kilton, 


Stow,  Crawford,  Naylor,  Brown,  Waterbury,  Townc,  Walton,  Humphrey  and 
many  others  truly  deserving  our  praise.  Samuel  Parker,  who  was  a  Bishop  of 
the  Episcopal  Church  of  Massachusetts,  was  born  in  this  town. 

We  have  had  eminent  physicians.  Among  them  were  Clement  and  Hall 
Jackson,  Joseph  Peirce,  Ammi  R.  Cutter,  who  practiced  here  sixty  years ;  his 
son,  William  Cutter,  Joshua  Brackett,  the  learned  and  beloved  Pierrepont, 
the  energetic  and  skilful  Cheever. 

Among  our  eminent  lawyers  we  mention  J.  M.  Sewall,  Chief  Justice  Picker 
ing,  Richard  Evans,  Judge  Sherburne,  Judge  Parker,  Edward  St.Loe  Livermore, 
Edward  Cutts,  Webster  and  Mason. 

Among  bur  merchants  have  been  John  Cutts,  whose  wife  Ursilina  was  killed 
by  the  Indians,  the  Wibirds,  the  two  3ohn '"  Wentworths,  Benning  Wentworth, 
Daniel  Rindge,  Pierce  Long,  Theodore  Atkinson,  Pjailiallaws,  Mark  Hunk- 
ing  Wentworth,  Henry  Sherburne,  the  two  Langdons,  Jaffreys,  Sheafes,  Col. 
Moffatt,  Col.  Warner,  Manning,  Gardner,  Goddard,  Col.  Gaines,  Peirces, 
Marsh,  Longs,  Rundlett,  Parrotts,  Rices,  Ladds,  SJiapley,  Havens  and  others. 
One  of  our  ablest  men,  John  Peirce.  Esq.  commissioned  by  the  Masonian 
proprietors,  settled  their  long  continued  and  vexatious  suits,  to  the  satisfaction 
of  all  parties,  and  ever  through  life  secured  the  highest  regard  and  confidence 
of  the  community.  Gov.  John  Wentworth  and  Charles  Mary  Wentworth,  two 
of  our  most  illustrious  men,  were  Baronets.  We  have  had  among  our  teachers, 
beside  the  renowned  Major  Hale,  the  pious  and  devoted  Amos  Tappan,  Hurl- 
but,  Morse,  Dr.  Coffin  and  others.  Our  schools  have  been  of  a  high  order, 
and  at  present  are  not  surpassed  by  those  of  any  other  city.  Very  many  of 
our  sons  have  been  educated  at  the  Colleges  of  Harvard  and  Dartmouth,  and 
have  done  us  honor. 

In  relation  to  ship  building,  we  are  certainly  entitled  to  the  highest  praise. 
The  first  ship  of  war,  ever  built  on  this  side  of  the  Atlantic ;  the  first  line  of 
battle  ship  which  was  built  by  our  government ;  and  the  Congress,  the  largest 
and  best  frigate  now  in  our  navy,  were  built  here.  Seventeen  of  our  national 
ships  have  been  built  here ;  and  two  more  are  on  the  stocks.  We  are 
distinguished,  too,  for  the  number,  speed,  beauty  and  size  of  the  merchant  ves 
sels,  which  have  been  constructed  in  this  place.  Between  the  year  1800  and  the 
year  1850,  no  less  than  486  vessels  have  been  built  in  this  harbor  ;  and  218  of 
them  were  ships.  Their  tonnage  amounted  to  126,000.  The  elder  Badger, 
now  deceased,  built  one  hundred  vessels.  We  cannot  enumerate  the  many 
other  vessels  built  here. 

Our  city  is  remarkable  for  its  noble,  safe  and  capacious  harbor,  which  de 
serves  the  praise  bestowed  on  the  harbor  of  Portsmouth  in  England,  which  has 
been  called  the  king's  bed-chamber  and  the  peculiar  residence  of  Neptune- 
Never  did  a  more  beautiful  river  than  the  Piscataqua  roll  its  waves  into  the 
sea.  Its  current  of  more  than  five  miles  in  an  hour;  its  depth,  at  low  water, 
of  seventy  feet ;  its  resistance  to  all  the  power  of  frost  for  some  miles  above  the 
town ;  its  grand  breadth ;  and  its  lovely  banks  :  this  combination  of  singular 
advantages  renders  this  place  one  of  the  most  important  and  interesting  naval 
stations  in  pur  country.  Our  city  is  remarkable  for  the  delightful  scenery 
with  which  it  is  surrounded.  On  every  elevation  is  presented  a  magnificent 
landscape.  The  rides  around  us  are  filled  with  enchanting  objects.  The 
climate  is  salubrious.  We  have  ever  been  uncommonly  free  from  epidemic 
diseases.  Great  crimes  are  here  rarely  committed,  and  no  execution  has 
taken  place  among  us,  since  the  year  1768.  Great  intelligence,  sound  morality 
and  excellent  manners  pervade  our  community.  There  is  a  remarkable  har 
mony  among  the  various  religious  denominations.  Rarely  is  to  be  found  a 
community  so  exempt  from  theological  feuds  and  prejudices.  The  fields 
are  generally  well  cultivated ;  and  much  attention  is  paid  to  the  study  of 
agriculture. 


With  these  facts  before  us,  who  would  not  commend  the  noble  feelings,  which 
have  actuated  the  sons  of  Portsmouth,  resident  or  settled  in  other  places,  to 
meet  together  and  unite  in  one  common  jubilee  for  the  purpose  of  congratu 
lating  each  other  on  the  place  of  their  birth,  and  living  over  in  pleasant  remi- 
niscenses,  and  talking  over  in  language  of  rapture,  all  the  delightful  associations 
and  endearments  of  their  natal  home.  Well  may  every  son  of  Portsmouth  on 
such  an  occasion  say, 

Ah,  happy  hills  !  ah,  pleasing  shade  ! 

Ah,  fields  beloved  in  vain  ! 

Where  once  my  careless  childhood  strayed, 

A  stranger  yet  to  pain  ! 

I  feel  the  gales  that  from  ye  blow, 

A  momentary  bliss  bestow, 

As,  waving  fresh  their  gladsome  wing, 

My  weary  soul  they  seem  to  soothe, 

And,  redolent  of  joy  and  youth 

To  breathe  a  second  spring. 

What  a  variety  of  emotions  must  have  affected  the  hearts  of  all  the  sons  of 
Portsmouth,  who  were  present  at  such  a  jubilee.  They  must  have  felt  them 
selves,  as  mingling  not  only  with  their  living  friends  on  that  occasion,  but  with 
all  the  departed  and  great  men,  who  have  trod  upon  this  soil.  They  must 
have  felt,  as  if  the  mighty  spirits  of  their  ancestors  were  present  at  their  jubilee, 
entered  into  their  feelings  and  animated  their  souls  to  increased  progress  in 
patriotism  and  virtue.  They  must  have  imagined  themselves  boldly  admonished 
to  be  grateful  for  the  high  blessings  of  their  birthplace,  and  to  be  unwearied  in 
the  most  diligent  efforts  to  render  it  deserving  of  universal  admiration  and 
praise. 


THE  JUBILEE. 


The  welcome  shout  rang  loud  and  high, 
Joy  kindled  every  beaming  eye  ; 
Each  bosom  caught  the  joyous  strain 
That  welcomed  home  the  loved  again. 
The  arches,  wreathed  in  living  green, 
Bent  kindly  o'er  the  festive  scene, 
And  breathed  in  words  of  friendship  dear, 
"  Oh,  wanderers,  ye  are  welcome  here  !" 
A  voice  seemed  in  the  very  air, 
That  shouted,  WELCOME  !  everywhere. 
Thrice  welcome,  brothers  !  sang  the  breeze 
Thrice  welcome  !  whispered  back  the  trees 
Thrice  welcome  !  echoed  wood  and  river. 
Thus  would  we  hail  our  children  ever. 


Early  in  May  a  few  lines  appeared  in  the  Boston  Post, 
giving  notice  that  it  was  the  intention  of  some  of  the  sons 
of  Portsmouth,  resident  in  Boston,  to  visit  the  home  of  their 
childhood  on  the  approaching  anniversary  of  National  Inde 
pendence,  and  inviting  others  to  join  them.  This  spark 
from  the  flint,  or  rather  in  this  case  we  should  say  the 
granite,  soon  kindled  up  a  flame  which  could  not  be  sub 
dued, — and  no  one  seemed  disposed  to  subdue  it  if  he  could. 
A  preliminary  meeting  of  the  Portsmouth  residents  in  Boston 
was  called,  and  the  number  which  attended  was  surprising 
to  all.  They  made  the  preliminary  arrangements  and  ad 
journed. 

On  the  evening  of  the  2d  of  June  the  first  movement  was 
made  in  Portsmouth  by  the  passage  of  the  following  in  the 
Common  Council: 

It  being  understood  informally  that  the  natives  of  Portsmouth  resident  in 
Boston  and  in  other  distant  places  purpose  to  visit  this  city  on  the  approaching 
anniversary  of  our  National  Independence,  therefore, 

Resolved,  That  the  City  Council  extend  to  all  such  a  cordial  invitation,  and 
that  a  committee  of  three  on  the  part  of  the  Common  Council,  with  such  as 
the  Board  of  Aldermen  may  add,  be  appointed  to  make  suitable  arrangements 
for  their  reception,  when  any  communication  may  be  received  from  their 
•committees. 


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The  resolution  was  concurred  in,  and  the  committees 
appointed  were  as  follows : — Aldermen  Brown,  Knowlton, 
Jenkins,  Colcord,  Stackpole,  Dame.  Of  the  Common  Coun 
cil,  Messrs.  Haven,  Todd,  Laighton,  Claggett,  Rand  and 
Gerrish.  Mayor  Walker  and  President  Rowe  were  also 
added.  A  meeting  of  the  citizens  was  called  and  the  follow 
ing  gentlemen  were  appointed  to  co-operate  with  the  city 
committee :  Ichabod  Goodwin,  Christopher  S.  Toppan, 
William  P.  Jones,  Jonathan  M.  Tredick,  Henry  F.  Wendell, 
Albert  R.  Hatch,  Geo.  N.  Carleton,  Samuel  R.  Cleaves, 
Richard  Jenness^  William  H.  Sise,  George  L.  Tread  we  11, 
Samuel  Storer,  John  Buzzell,  William  P.  Walker. 

This  Committee  of  Arrangements  subdivided  their  duties 
as  follows : 

On  Invitation  and  Reception — The  whole  board  of  Comraittee. 

On  Conference  with  Boston  and  New- York   Committees  —  Messrs.   Colcord, 

Jenkins,  Goodwin,  Toppan  and  Tredick. 
On  Marshals  and  Escort— Messrs.   Jenkins,   Colcord,  Laighton,  Jenness,   Sise 

and  Hatch. 

On  Banners— Messrs.  Claggett,  Band,  Stackpole,  Cleaves,  Wendell  and  Walker. 
On  Music — Messrs.  Haven,  Todd,  Brown,  Carleton,  Bazzell  and  Hatch. 
On  Bells,  Salute  and  Fireworks— Messrs.   Knowlton,   Gerrish,   Dame,   Wendell 

and  Walker. 
On  Location  of  Tent — Messrs.  Haven,   Laighton,   Claggett,   Storer,   Carletoc 

and  Treadwell. 
On  Collation — Messrs.  Brown,  Rand,  Claggett,  Laighton,   Knowlton,   Cleaves,. 

Jones,  Storer,.  Carleton,  Treadwell  and  Toppan. 
On  Toasts — Messrs.  Hatch,  Storer  and  Haven. 
On  Speakers — Messrs.  Brown,   Haven,  Laighton,  Jenkins,  Hatch,   Sise  and 

Buzzell. 

On  Arches — Messrs.  Cleaves,  Treadwellr  Sise,  Storer  and  Wendell. 
On  Issue  of  Tickets — Messrs.  Goodwin,  Havenr  Jones,  Jenness,  Hatch,  Jenkins 

and  Rowe. 

On  Levee — The  Committtee  on  Collation. 
On  Finance — Messrs.  Goodwin,  Haven  and  Todd. 

The  arrangements  having  been  made  thrrs  far  in  Ports 
mouth,  a  general  meeting  of  the  Sons  of  Portsmouth  in 
Boston  was  called  to  be  held  at  Cochituate  Hall  on  the 
10th  of  June.  As  there  was  something  poetic  in  the  idea  of 
the  visit,  the  muses  were  invoked  to  give  interest  to  the 
occasion.  .  The  appeal  went  forth  as  follows : 

Come  rally,  boys !  Awake,  awake  ! 

Hear  old  affection  on  you  calling  ; 
Tour  Childhood's  Home  appeal  doth  make. 

On  willing  ears  may  it  be  falling ; 
It  calls  you  from-  your  busy  care, 

To  meet  her  in  her  pleasant  places, 
Her  old  regard  again  to  share, 

Mid  smiles  from  "  old  familiar  faces." 


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Each  nook  and  haunt  remembered  well 

Will  send  its  hundreds  forth  to  meet  yon, 
Joy's  loudest  note  will  widely  swell, 

Full  many  a  smiling  face  will  greet  you ; 
And  hell  and  gun  and  flame  and  tongue 

Will  blend  their  notes  in  peal  sonorous. 
Familiar  as  of  old  they  rung, 

And  "  WELCOME  !  'WELCOME  !"  be  the  chorus. 

Crowd  not  the  generous  impulse  back 

That  prompts  the  thought  in  which  you  gather, 
'Twere  well  to  leave  life's  dusty  track  " 

And  turn  in  filial  duty  hither — 
To  once  again  in  union  join 

Mid  scenes  that  know  your  life's  unsealing, 
And  at  the  well-remembered  shrine 

Kindle  anew  the  heart's  true  feeling. 

The  assemblage  at  Cochituate  Hall  was  large.  It  was 
called  to  order  by  Isaac  W.  Frye,  when  Francis  E.  Parker 
(son  of  the  late  Rev.  Dr.  Nathan  Parker,  of  Portsmouth,) 
was  chosen  President,  Samuel  H.  Gookin  and  M.  P.  Ken- 
nard,  Vice  Presidents,  and  John  E.  Abbott  and  Theodore  S. 
Harris,  Secretaries. 

The  President  made  some  brief  and  pertinent  remarks 
upon  taking  the  chair,  after  which  a  committee  consisting  of 
Messrs.  George  A.  Fields,  William  A.  Kennard,  Alfred  M. 
Beck,  William  E.  Abbott  and  Andrew  C.  Mudge,  was 
appointed  to  retire  and  select  a  Committee  of  Arrangements. 

Mr.  James  T.  Fields   presented  the  following  resolutions  : 

Resolved,  That  the  natives  and  former  residents  of  Portsmouth,  N.  H.  now 
living  in  Boston  and  its  vicinity,  join  in  an  excursion  to  that  city  on  the 
approaching  4th  of  July. 

Resolved,  That  the  Committee  of  Arrangements  chosen  by  this  meeting  to 
carry  into  effect  the  business  matters  of  that  day,  be  instructed  to  convey  by 
advertisement  or  otherwise,  to  all  natives  and  former  residents  of  Portsmouth, 
wherever  they  may  now  be  living,  an  invitation  to  unite  with  us  of  Boston  in 
our  anticipated  gathering  among  the  haunts  of  our  early  days. 

Resolved,  That  we  who  are  here  assembled  to-night  will  take  an  active  part 
in  aiding  our  committee  in  their  endeavors  to  make  the  coming  anniversary 
of  the  Declaration  of  Independence  a  day*of  unalloyed  happiness  to  all  who 
have  left,  but  have  not  forgotten  the  good  old  town^of  Portsmouth. 

Mr.  Fields  made  a  short  and  exceedingly  apt  and  appro 
priate  speech,  and  was  followed  by  Rev.  T.  Starr  King, 
Samuel  H.  Gookin,  Charles  L.  Woodbury,  Matthew  Hale 
Smith  and  Daniel  R.  Sheafe.  All  the  speeches  were  spirited. 
The  resolutions  were  unanimously  adopted. 

Mr.  Kennard,  from  the  Committee  to  nominate  a  Com 
mittee  of  Arrangements,  reported  the  following  list: 


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S.  W.  Waldron,  William  F.  Parrott,  George  W.  Bazin, 

Isaac  W.  Frye,  A  very  Plumer.  Jr.  James  T.  Fields, 

William  H.  Hill,  M.  P.  Kennard,  James  H.  Weeks, 

B.  P.  Shillaber,  John  H.  Cheever,  J.  Monroe  Gookin, 

Theodore  S.  Harris,  John  E.  Abbott,  Gideon  Beck, 

True  M.Bali,  Garland  Turell,  Josiah  G.  Batchelder, 

John  L.  Badger,  Albert  Remick,  Jacob  Wendell,  Jr. 

Charles  L.  Woodbnry,  H.  H.  Tnttle,  John  D.  Parker. 
Alfred  C.  Mudge, 

The  report  was  accepted,  and  it  was  also  voted  that  the 
government  of  the  meeting  be  added  to  the  committee,  and 
the  meeting  was  adjourned. 

At  the  adjourned  meeting,  June  28th,  held  at  Cochituate  Hall,  Francis 
E.  Parker,  the  President,  took  the  chair  at  8  o'clock,  and  informed  the 
meeting  of  the  action  of  its  committee, — of  the  half-price  arrangements 
which  had  been  made  with  the  Eastern  Railroad,  which  run  from  the 
Thursday  before  to  the  Friday  after  the  Fourth  of  July, — of  the  exten 
sive  preparations  made  by  the  people  of  Portsmouth  to  welcome  back  the 
fugitive  members  of  their  families,  upon  this  interesting  occasion,  and 
enforcing  emphatically  upon  the  "  Sons,"  in  view  of  the  general  invitation 
which  had  been  extended  to  them  at  home,  that  they  should  not  be  recre 
ant  to  such  a  call. 

Mr.  Charles  Tappan,  the  eldest  of  the  company,  made  some  very  inte 
resting  colloquial  remarks,  detailing  his  experience,  as  a  resident  of  Ports 
mouth  in  years  gone  by,  where  he  spent  the  period  which  an  elegant 
novel-writer  has  described  as  "  the  pleasantest  time  of  our  lives" — the 
period  of  courtship,— and  where  he  married  his  wife,  and  laid  the  founda 
tion  of  his  future  fortune.  Mr.  Marble  and  Mr.  Adams  made  some  inci 
dental  remarks,  and  Mr.  Matthew  Hale  Smith  made  an  earnest,  eloquent 
and  patriotic  speech,  upon  the  interesting  occasion  which  drew  the  Sons 
of  Portsmouth  together,  and  the  patriotic  associations  which  were  con 
nected  with  the  Day. 

It  was  stated  that  the  tickets  for  the  excursion  were  open,  and  were 
intended,  not  only  for  the  children  of  Portsmouth— sons  and  daughters — 
as  well  as  for  the  former  residents,  but  for  their  whole  families.  There 
was  no  limit  whatever,  which  by  any  implication  could  exclude  any  one, 
who  from  any  association  with  Portsmouth  Avas  joining  in  the  excursion. 
The  invitation  extended  to  all. 

COMMITTEES. 

On  Finance — James  H.  Weeks,  John  D.  Parker,  J.  Munroe  Gookin. 
On  Railroad — I.  W.  Frye,  G.  W.  Bazin,  J.  Munroe  Gookin. 
On  Banners  and  Decora tions— James  T.  Fields,  James  H.  Weeks,  S.  H.  Gookin . 
On  Advertising  and  Printing— G.  W.  Bazin,  H.  H.  Tuttle,  B.  P.  Shillaber. 
On  Towns  and  Corporations— James  T.  Fields,  J.  H.  Cheever,  J.  G.  Batchelder. 
On  Music — M.  P.  Kennard,  John  E.  Abbott,  Theo.  S.  Harris. 
On  Subscriptions— John  H.  Cheever,  Jacob  Wendell,  Jr.,  John  E.  Abbott,  Theo. 

S.  Harris,  Albert  Remick. 

On  Military  Escort— J.  H.  Weeks,  John  H.  Cheever,  M.  P.  Kennard. 
On  Marshal  and  Treasurer — John  D.  Parker,  M.  P.  Kennard,  John  E.  Abbott, 

Isaac  W.  Frye,  J.  G.  Batchelder. 

The  assembly  adjourned  to  meet  at  Creek  Bridge,  or  "  Frenchman's 
Lane,"  where  those  who  went  down  on  the  morning  of  the  Fourth  were 
landed  from  the  cars. 


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In  the  City  of  New- York,  on  the  13th  of  June,  a  meeting 
of  the  residents  who  were  natives  of  Portsmouth,  was  called 
at  the  Irving  House.  There  was  a  goodly  gathering  on  the 
occasion.  Hon.  W.  A.  Walker  was  called  to  the  chair,  and 
Mr.  W.  G.  Wendell  was  appointed  Secretary.  A  list  of 
names  was  opened,  and  some  seventy  or  eighty  Portsmouth 
men  were  found  to  be  present.  After  the  invitation  of  the 
municipality  of  Portsmouth  to  the  Sons  in  that  place  to  join 
them  in  the  celebration  of  the  approaching  anniversary  of 
our  National  Independence  had  been  read,  a  committee  con 
sisting  of  Messrs.  G.  F.  Peterson,  J.  Franklin  Pierce  and 
James  L.  Wise,  was  appointed  to  report  a  proper  course  of 
proceedings  in  relation  to  the  invitation — to  report  at  a  meet 
ing  to  be  held  at  the  Irving  house  on  the  next  Friday  evening. 

The  adjourned  meeting  on  the  17th  of  June  was  well 
attended,  and  enthusiastic.  A  large  company  was  made  up 
for  the  excursion,  to  be  attended  by  a  band  of  music. 

In  the  City  of  Lowell,  a  preliminary  meeting  of  the  natives 
and  former  residents  of  Portsmouth  was  held  at  committee 
room  in  City  Hall  building,  Monday  evening,  June  13th,  to 
make  arrangements,  in  connection  with  the  Sons  of  Ports 
mouth  resident  in  Boston,  for  a  visit  to  their  "  old  home"  on 
ihe  coming  anniversary  of  the  4th  of  July,  in  conformity  with 
an  invitation  from  the  city  authorities  and  citizens  generally 
of  that  ancient  town.  Oliver  March,  Esq.  was  chosen  chair 
man,  and  B.  H.  Pen  hallow,  Secretary,  The  following  reso 
lution  was  unanimously  adopted : 

Resolved,  That  we  accept  with  pleasure  the  invitation  of  the  city  authorities 
of  Portsmouth  to  pass  the  approaching  Fourth  of  July  with  the  "  old  folks  at 
home,"  and  will  use  our  best  endeavors  to  procure  a  full  delegation,  on  the 
occasion,  from  this  city  of  our  adoption. 

A  committee  was  appointed  to  make  such  arrangements  as  they  may 
deem  proper,  and  report  at  a  future   meeting.     The  following  are  the 
names  of  the  gentlemen  composing  said  committee,  viz.: 
Oliver  March,  J.  G.  Pcabody,  J.  L.  Huntress, 

Hiram  Dennett,  Horatio  Fogg,  Samuel  Kinsman, 

Alfred  Gilman,  Joseph  Raynea,  Joseph  H.  Towne, 

W.  G.  Wise,  B.  T.  Hardy,  Thomas  Ordway, 

M.  G.  Howe,  R.  N.  Tullock,  J.  A.  Knowles, " 

J.P.Walker,  L.  R.  Streeter,  Charles  H.  Dennett, 

B.  H.  Penhallow,  Leonard  Huntress. 

Subsequently  a  committee  of  conference,  consisting  of  three  gentle 
men,  to  whom  the  chairman  of  the  meeting  was  added,  was  appointed  to 
confer  with  the  Boston  committee.  The  committee  consisted  of  Messrs. 
W.  G.  Wise,  J.  P.  Walker,  Alfred  Gilman,  and  Oliver  March. 

After  these  and  other  meetings  in  the  above  and  several  other  places, 
the  arrangements  were  completed. 


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The  first  formal  reception  of  the  returned  Sons  was  on  Saturday  morn 
ing,  July  2d,  -when  the  New-  York  delegation,  attended  by  the  band  of 
the  U.  S.  ship  North-Carolina,  "were  received  at  Frenchman's  Lane  at  10 
o'clock.  The  Portsmouth  City  Greys,  under  Capt.  Towle,  received  them 
by  a  salute,  and  escorted  them  to  the  City  Hall.  On  Saturday  afternoon 
the  New-  York  Sons  gave  a  dinner  to  the  city  authorities  and  invited 
guests,  at  the  Rockingham  House,  at  which  much  good  feeling  prevailed, 
and  some  short  addresses  were  delivered  by  Hon.  William  A.  Walker, 
who  presided,  and  by  Messrs.  Ichabod  Goodwin,  Abner  Greenleaf,  and 
others. 

On  the  morning  of  the  Fourth,  the  pent-up  fires  which  had  been  kept 
in  with  some  difficulty  over  the  Sabbath,  burst  forth  before  the  early  dawn. 
Although  there  were  some  apprehensions  of  a  rainy  day,  there  was  in 
consequence  no  dampness  of  the  spirits.  The  morning  passed  off  with 
its  guns,  its  bells,  its  squibs,  and  its  crackers  ;  and  moving  among  the 
masses  was  seen  an  uncouth  procession  of  Fantastics,  a  burlesque  of  a 
military  training.  The  pompous  reviewing  officers  attended  in  a  carriage, 
and  attracted  a  large  share  of  public  curiosity.  Following  it  was  a  party 
from  the  country,  whose  steed  exceeded  not  the  speed  the  law  allows, 
although  "  moral  suasion,"  in  the  shape  of  two  ears  of  corn  fastened  two 
inches  in  front  of  his  nose,  was  evidently  to  the  beast  a  great  incentive  to 
exertion.  Close  following,  as  a  natural  accompaniment  to  a  "  training," 
was  a  band  of  sable  minstrels,  whose  performances,  which  created  much 
merriment,  concluded  with  the  "  Camptown  Races,"  in  which  they  dis 
tanced  all  competitors.  There  was  in  this  exhibition  nothing  to  offend 
the  strictest  delicacy,  which  has  not  always  been  the  case  in  these  exhibi 
tions  in  other  places. 

The  boys  made  a  laughable  exhibition  as  "  Odds  and  Ends,"  in  which 
Mrs.  Partington  and  Ike,  Lucy  Long  and  her  baby,  were  conspicuous 
features.  They  were  about  most  of  the  forenoon,  and  their  grotesque 
appearance  elicited  great  merriment. 

At  ten  o'clock  there  was  a  general  gathering  of  the  citizens,  military, 
&c.  at  the  west  end  of  Islington  street,  from  the  Creek  to  Frenchman's 
Lane,  to  receive  the  visitors  from  Boston,  Lowell,  Newburyport,  &c 
About  a  dozen  well-filled  cars  soon  arrived,  and  were  saluted  by  a  dis 
charge  of  artillery  by  the  Rockingham  Guards.  After  the  friendly  salu 
tations  with  old  acquaintances  who  gathered  thick  around,  the  Boston 
delegation,  accompanied  by  the  Boston  Brass  Baud,  were  marshalled  in 


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ranks.    Advancing  in  front  of  the  centre,  the  Mayor  of  Portsmouth,  in 

behalf  of  the  City  Council  and  citizens,  gave  a  welcome  in  the  following 

terms: 

Sons  of  Portsmouth,  residents  of  Boston,  New  York,  tyc. 

On  this  anniversary  of  our  National  Independence,  we  bid 
you  an  earnest,  heartfelt  welcome  to  our  city  and  to  your 
birth  place.  Words  are  not  adequate  fully  to  express  what 
our  hearts  feel.  Never  perhaps  has  an  event  been  anticipated 
with  more  grateful  joy  by  all  our  citizens  without  distinction 
of  sect  or  party,  than  this  your  return  to  the  scenes  of  your 
childhood,  and  I  am  but  uttering  the  feelings  which  swell  in 
ten  thousand  hearts  at  this  very  hour,  when  I  say,  welcome, 
Sons  of  Portsmouth,  welcome  home! 

Some  of  you  have  been  long  away.  You  have  passed 
through  many  and  great  changes.  You  have  become  resi 
dents  in  larger  cities,  cities  of  greater  political  and  commer 
cial  importance, — you  have  risen  to  posts  of  honor  and 
influence  there,  and  we  rejoice  in  your  success.  But  we 
have  your  presence  with  us  here  to-day  as  a  proof  that  no 
change  or  elevation  has  obliterated  the  memory  of  this  your 
native  city,  or  cooled  the  ardor  of  your  affections  for  this  the 
home  from  which  you  went  forth.  You  rniss  to-day  many 
a  familiar  countenance  and  many  a  well  known  form.  But 
you  stand  amidst  the  scenes  of  your  earliest  days,  you  walk 
the  same  streets  you  then  trod,  look  upon  the  homes  of  your 
infancy,  upon  the  school  houses  in  which  you  were  first 
taught,  upon  the  churches  in  which  you  first  worshipped 
God,  and  upon  the  graves  of  your  fathers.  Bound  by  so 
many  tender  and  hallowed  associations  to  this  city,  it  can 
never  be  that  it  will  cease  to  have  a  place  in  your  memory 
and  in  your  hearts.  And  surely,  as  we  look  upon  you  here 
gathered,  surely  may  Portsmouth  be  proud  of  her  sons.  And 
if  she  cannot  vie  with  other  cities  in  the  rapidity  of  her  growth, 
in  the  extent  of  her  commerce,  or  in  her  political  influence, 
she  may  safely  challenge  any  city  in  the  land  to  a  comparison 
with  her  in  what  is  of  far  more  worth,  the  virtue  of  her  daugh 
ters,  the  enterprise  of  her  sons. 

Again  we  bid  you  welcome,  one  and  all,  welcome  home ! 
May  the  scenes  of  this  day  rekindle  in  your  affections  remem 
brances  of  days  long  passed,  and  be  the  theme  of  pleasant 
memories  for  days  and  years  to  come. 

After  cheering  had  subsided,  Chief  Marshal  Samuel  H.  Gookin,  of  the 
Boston  delegation,  responded  as  follows  : 


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Mr.  Mayor  and  Gentlemen : — 

It  needs  no  reply  from  me  to  assure  you  of  our  grateful 
thanks  for  the  generous  welcome  you  have  offered  us  to-day, 
We  expected  that  you  \vould_be  glad  to  see  your  wandering 
sons  home  again,  and  that  you  would  give  us  a  hearty  greet 
ing,  but  we  did  not  expect  that  you  would  reserve  for  us  a 
reception  surpassing  all  others  in  elegant  decoration  and  rich 
display,  and  better  far  than  that,  in  that  richer,  grander  dis» 
play  of  feeling  which  you  assure  us  is  now  springing  from 
the  hearts  of  all  your  citizens. 

This  day  has  in  itself  enough  of  glorious  association  to 
make  our  meeting  one  of  interest ;  but  to  my  mind  it  is  hal 
lowed  and  made  more  glorious  when  we  make  it  the  occa 
sion  for  such  a  gathering  as  this.  We  were  told  by  one 
whose  memory  will  ever  be  dear  to  our  hearts,  to  celebrate 
the  day  with  "bonfires  and  illuminations."  Before  we  left 
our  native  town,  it  accorded  fully  with  our  feelings  to  give  a 
cordial  assent  to  this  suggestion  ;  but  now,  when  the  duties 
of  life,  which  multiply  with  our  years,  have  taken  from  us 
something  of  our  young  enthusiasm,  we  feel  it  a  more  fitting 
tribute  to  the  day,  to  join  in  a  celebration  like  this,  which  will 
rekindle  the  early  association  of  home,  and  bring  those  who 
have  sought  their  fortune  abroad  to  associate  together  in  a 
closer  brotherhood,  which  will  show  to  us  that  you  continue 
to  feel  an  interest  in  our  welfare,  and  watch  our  progress  ; 
and  we  trust  which  will  show  to  you  that  your  sons  abroad 
have  done  something  to  add  to  the  fair  fame  of  our  dear  old 
native  town. 

It  is  xvell  that  you  should  remind  us  of  those  sound  influ 
ences  of  our  early  life  to  which  we  are  so  largely  indebted 
for  whatever  of  position  or  success  we  may  have  attained. — 
The  home,  the  schools,  the  churches,  aye  and  the  graves  of 
our  kindred.  How  many  pleasant  and  hallowed  memories 
spring  from  the  heart  as  we  repeat  them ! — We  think  of  them 
with  affectionate  interest,  pride  and  gratitude,  and  return  to 
day  with  grateful  hearts  to  thank  our  common  mother  for  all 
that  she  has  done  for  us.  The  occasion  is  suggestive  and 
fruitful,  but  I  must  not  indulge  in  any  extended  remarks. — 
This  is  not  the  time  or  the  place : — at  a  later  period  in  the 
day  we  have  those  in  our  delegation  who  will  better  express 
to  you  than  I  can  our  heartfelt  satisfaction  at  being  here,  and 
our  grateful  thanks  for  the  splendid  and  affectionate  reception 
you  have  tendered  us.  [Cheers.] 


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The  Procession,  formed  in  the  following  order,  commenced  its  move 
ment  into  the  city.  It  was  half  a  mile  in  length. 

Andrew  J.  Beck,  Chief  Marshal  of  Civic  Procession,  his  Aids  and 
Assistants  being  John  H.  Jackson,  Charles  W.  Marden,  Robert  Lefavour, 
William  H.  Sise,  George  L.  Treadwell,  Henry  F.  Wendell,  Benjamin  B. 
Swasey,  Amos  Trott,  and  James  W.  Lefavour. 

FIRST   DIVISION. 

Aid.  Chief  Marshal.  Aid. 

East  Boston  Brass  Band. 
First   Artillery  Company,  under  command  of  Capt.  George  W.  Towle. 

Committee  of  Arrangements. 
Mayor  and  ex-Mayors  of  Portsmouth. 

Aldermen  and  City  Clerk. 

President  and  Members  of  the  Common  Council  and  Clerk. 
Assessors,  Overseers  and  Superintendent  of  the  Poor. 

All  other  City  Officers. 

Preceptor  Harris,  escorted  by  his  former  pupils. 

Sheriff  of  Rockinghatn  and  Deputies. 

Members  of  the  State  Legislature. 

Reverend  Clergy. 

Aid.  Marshal.  Aid. 

Officers  of  the  Army,  Navy  and  Marine  of  the  United  States. 

Naval  Constructor  and  Civil  Engineer. 
Officers  of  the  United  States  and  State  Courts,  and  City  Justices. 

Collector  and  Deputy  Collector  of  the  Port  of  Portsmouth. 
Naval  Officer  and  Surveyor  of  the  Port  of  Portsmouth,  and  Officers  of  the 

Customs. 

Postmaster  and  Navy  Agent. 
Members  of  other  city  and  town  governments. 

SECOND     DIVISION. 
Aid.  Marshal.  Aid. 

Bond's  Boston  Cornet  Band. 
First  Company  of  Light  Infantry,  under  command  of  Maj.  A.  J.  Hill. 

Sons  of  Portsmouth  resident  in  Boston. 

[The  Boston  Delegation  was  led  by  Samuel  H.  Gookin,  Chief  Marshal. 
The  other  Marshals  were  —  Jacob  Wendell,  Jr.,  J.  F.  Shapley,  Aids. 
H.  H.  Tuttle,  Alfred  Mudge,  John  D.  Parker,  George  A.  Fields,  J.  II  . 
Buftbrd,  William  H.  Kennard,  William  E.  Abbott,  Theodore  S.  Harris, 
Charles  M.  Foss,  A.  F.  Sise,  James  F.  Hickey,  Albert  Remick.] 

Sons  of  Portsmouth  resident  in  Lowell  and  other  places. 
Aid.  Marshal.  Aid. 

New-  York  Band  of  Music. 

Sons  of  Portsmouth  resident  in  New-  York  and  Philadelphia. 
[The  New-York  Delegation  was  led  by  Marshal  Archibald  A.  Peterson.] 

Citizens  generally. 
Company  of  Continentals. 

Cavalcade. 

Aid.  Marshal.  Aid. 

INDUSTRIAL  PROCESSION. 

Saco  Brass  Band.  2 


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Thomas  Norton,  Chief  Marshal  of  Industrial  Procession,  having  as  Aids 
and  Assistants,  Joseph  D.  Akerman,  Abraham  Q.  Wendell,  Frank  W. 
Milksr,  Christopher  C.  Jackson,  James  M.  Locke,  Benjamin  M.  Parker, 
and  Augustus  W.  Simpson. 

The  Industrial  Procession,  although  not  so  extensive  as  in  1851,  was 
an  interesting  expose  of  Portsmouth  skill  and  manufacture. 

Sflip  BUILDING. — The  first  car,  drawn  by  four  mammoth  oxen,  was 
preceded  by  the  Saco  Cornet  Band.  Even  the  heavy  oxen  seemed 
inspirited  by  their  strains,  and  stepped  quicker  and  merrier,  to  the  sur 
prise  of  those  accustomed  to  their  dull  wont.  The  exterior  of  the  car  was 
ornamented  with  the  models  of  numerous  vessels,  schooners,  brigs,  bark^, 
and  ships,  all  built  by  George  Raynes,  dating  from  1829  to  1853,  with 
their  names  and  the  period  of  their  completion,  as  follows: 

Ship  Athens, 

Mary-Kingsland, 

John-Taylor, 

Kalamazoo, 

Glendoveer, 

Venice, 

Finland, 

Thomas-Wright, 

Kate-Hun  tor, 


Tons.  Evtti. 

575  1S3D 

797  1839 
748  1840 

798  1840 
496  1841 
617  1841 
650  1844 
624  1845 
732  1846 

Mortimer-Livingston, 748  1847 

Centurion,                    745  1847 

Siara,                             727  1847 

Jersey,                          850  1818 

James-Brown,              997  1849 

North-Atlantic,           799  1849 

Roman,                         775  ISoO 

Constantine,              1162  1850 

George-Raynes,        1000  1850 

Sea-Serpent,                1402  1850 

Witch-of-the-Wave,1499  18-51 

Wild-Pigeon,              997  1851 

Orient,                        1561  1852 

Tinqua,                         669  1852 

Wild-Duck,                 861  1853 

Webster,                     1700  1853 


Following  this  car  were  a  company  of  ship  carpenters  from  Mr.  Raynes' 
yard,  who  were  entertained  by  Geo.  Raynes,  jr.  and  Joseph  Perkins, 
(foreman  of  the  yard)  with  a  collation  at  the  ship-yard,  after  the  procession 
closed. 

Joaeph  Perkins  was  Chief  Marshal  of  the  ship  carpenters,  assisted  by 
Geo.  Raynes,  Jr.,  Daniel  Moulton,  Marshall  W.  Post,  Samuel  G.  Folsom. 

BLACKSMITHS. — Next,  under  the  appropriate  motto,  "Sons  of  Vulcan — 
Arms  of  Iron,  Nerves  of  Steel"  came  a  spacious  Blacksmith's  Shop,  dec- 
oruted  with  spruce  and  flowers,  drawn  by  four  horses.  In  it  were  Messrs. 
Hide  and  Jackson,  the  projectors,  aided  by  Mr.  S.  Willey.  The  forpe 
Avas  in  blast,  and  with  the  music  of  the  hammer  on  the  anvil,  added  no  little 
to  the  bustle  of  the  day.  Their  shop  bore  one  other  motto — "Our  forgery 
ix  no  counterfeit." 


Tons. 

Built. 

Schr.  Lucy, 

89 

1829 

Pacific, 

69 

1829 

Leader, 

137 

1830 

BrelilTa   S  Twins- 

300 

1851 

Br 

5  Planet, 

129 

1828 

Franklin, 

198 

1832 

Helen-Mar, 

194 

1835 

Ba 

k  Olof-Wyk, 

314 

1840 

Elvira-Harbeck, 

350 

1848 

Sh 

p  Alexander, 

398 

1830 

Nestor, 

397 

1831 

Harriet-&-Jessie, 

4-53 

1832 

Pontiff, 

495 

1833 

Rockir.gham, 

514 

1833 

Portsmouth, 

520 

1834 

SusannahCumming, 
Harbinger, 

544 

262 

1834 
1835 

Hindoo, 

582 

1835 

Isaac-Newton, 

600 

1836 

John-Cumin  ings, 

721 

1836 

Lancashire, 

661 

1836 

Henry, 

434 

1837 

Nicholas-Biddle, 

784 

1837 

Charles, 

486 

1838 

Isaac  Allerton, 

595 

1838 

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CALKKRS. — The  next  vehicle  was  a  Boat  on  wheels,  with  oakum,  pitch 
kettle  and  fire  :  drawn  by  one  horse,  and  commanded  by  S.  P.  Wilson, 
Shipwright  and  Calker. 

CORDAGE-MAKERS. — A  car  from  Hie  Portsmouth  Cordage  Factory  of 
Messrs.  J.  Johnson  &  J.  N.  Handy,  came  next,  containing  samples  of 
their  superior  cordage,  and  also  men  at  work  spinning  and  laying  up  lines. 
Although  this  u»ay  be  called  street  t/arn,  it  is  far  more  substantial  than 
anything  else  that  bears  the  name.  Mottoes :  ''  Portsmouth  Cordage  like 
Portsmouth  Ships,  A  No.  1,"  "  Portsmouth  for  Cordage  fe*rs  no  rival." 

SEAMEN. — S'kip  George  Washington,  Capt.  Harrat,  passed  along  the 
street,  propelled  by  a  three-horse  power.  The  pilot  was  William  Pierce. 
The  ship  was  fully  rigged,  twenty-six  feet  in  height,  had  a  crew  of  ten,  a 
small  black  cook  was  seated  on  the  caboose:  two  swivels  mounted  on  the 
bows  were  freqaently  discharged,  and  the  wLole  was  an  object  of  much 
interest. 

JOINKRS. — The  House  Carpenters'  and  Joiners'  Shop  was  drawn  by 
four  oxen,  and  contained  Mr.  T.  Norton  and  several  busy  workmen  active 
with  their  planes,  saws,  &c. 

PAINTERS.— The  House,  Sign,  and  Ornamental  Painters  occupied  the 
next  car,  drawn  by  two  horses.  Messrs.  Bufford,  llowell,  and  Rand  were 
on  hand  for  a  job  at  either  "  house,  ship,  or  sign  and  ornamental  painting." 
They  exhibited  grand  specimens  of  home  skill  in  the  paintings  of  Wash 
ington,  the  Hydra,  various  portraits,  &c.  They  doubtless  prepared  many 
sentimental  mottoes  for  others ;  they  overlooked  their  own  car  in  this 
respect,  although  they  personally  exhibited  an  unwritten  one — "Industry.' 

CABINET-MAKERS.— Cabinet  Work,  by  all  our  Cabinet-makers — 
"  Luxurious,  Useful,  and  Ornamental" — occupied  the  next  car,  drawn 
by  four  horses.  Messrs.  C.  E.  Lord  and  J.  G.  Folsom  w«re  busily  em 
ployed  in  the  workshop,  while  Messrs.  E.  Lord  and  A.  T.  Joy  occupied 
the  salesroom.  Among  the  mottoes  were,  "  We  fear  no  competition,' 
"  Indispensable  to  comfort." 

MASONS. — The  Bricklayers  and  Stucco-workers  were  in  a  car  drawn 
by  four  oxen,  with  a  brick  house  going  up,  and  on  the  front,  this  inscrip 
tion,  "  Our  work  stands  the  fire."  Inside,  the  men  were  plastering,  and 
laid  a  good  quantity  of  brick  during  the  progress  of  the  procession,  al 
though  the  work  did  not  make  very  rapid  headway.  In  the  after  part  of 
the  car  was  a  centre-piece  of  stucco-work  enclosing  the  sign,  "  Masons 
and  Stucco- workers."  The  operators  were  Messrs.  S.  Reynolds,  S.  Tre- 
fethen,  Isaac  Hayes,  and  George  Hayes. 

TINMEN,  &c. — Stove,  Sheet-iron,  and  Tin-ware  Manufactory,  furnished 
by  Messrs.  Carleton  and  Chapman,  on  a  pretty  large  scale,  with  a  fire,  and 
the  Tinmen,  Messrs.  I.  Dow  and  J.  E.  Chapman,  at  work,  looking  quite 
natural.  We  noticed  Chilson's  Furnace,  by  Carleton,  and  prominent  in 
the  display  the  scalloped  dishes  made  by  Chapman  were  distributed  to 
the  spectators.  The  thop  was  drawn  by  four  oxen.  Then  came  Chap 
man's  Mammoth  Coffee-pot  in  a  neat  wagon  drawn  by  one  horse. 


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CORDWAINERS. — The  airy  Shoemakers'  Shop,  next  in  order,  drawn 
Ly  four  oxen,  was  built  by  Messrs.  Hill  &  Carr,  John  Slavers,  J.  C.  Carr, 
and  Oren  Bragdon.  Workmen. — From  Hill  &  Carr's :  James  S.  Harts 
horn  (foreman,)  Henry  Akerman,  George  Butler,  Michael  McCarthy. 
From  J.  C.  Carr's :  John  Buzzell  (foreman,)  J.  S.  Twist,  James  Clasby. 
Joseph  Pettigrew..  The  articles,  tastefully  displayed,  were  from  the  stores- 
of  Messrs.  Hill  &  Carr  and  J.  C.  Carr. 

SAD-D-LERS, — J.  Larrabee,  saddler,  a  vehicle  with  handsome  specimens 
of  work.  The  beautiful  decorations  of  many  of  the  Marshals'  horses  were 
a  more  extended  part  of  his  dispi'ay. 

GOLI>  AND*  &JLVER  SMITHS. — Charles  T,  Emery  exposed  on  a  conical 
set  of  shelves,  in  a  carriage  witb  one  horse,  a  brilliant  display  of  silver 
ware.  This-  was  a  neat  and  attractive  feature  of  the  procession. 

REPORTER*— Barouche  drawn  by  two  grey  horses,  and  filled  to  over 
flowing  with  editors,  reporters,  &c.  containing  representations  of  the  four 
papers  in  this  city,  Bosion  Journal,  Times,  and  Transcript,  New  York 
Herald,  &c.  Labels  en  each  side,  "The  Quill."  This  was  an  erratic  carr 
and  often  shot  out  of  its  place  in  the  Industrial  procession,  to  see  what 
was  going  on  elsewhere — being  as  often  loudly  cheered  wherever  it  went. 

PRINTERS, — Next  followed  the  Printing  Office,  dressed  in  spruce, 
drawn  by  four  oxen.  The  old  revolutionary  Press  with  the  large  leather 
balls,  spoke  in  its  impressive  silence  of  th«  "times  which-  tried  naen's 
souls."  Its  feeble  sinews  could  bat  Uly  bear  the  impatient  labors  of  our 
modern  children  of  progress,  and  sat  in  awkward  dignity  beside  the  rapid 
lluggle's  Press,  which  by  moderate  exertion  was  satiating  an  eager  crowd 
with  its  effusions.  Beside  these,  two  small  presses  were  in  operation. — 
The  compositor  at  his  case  and  the  editor  in  his  chair  furnished  ths  com 
plement  of  the  "press  gang,"  while  the  telegraph  man  had  his  post  among 
the  printers,  his  wires  extending  overhead.  The  bust  of  Franklin,  labelled 
"Franklin  the  Printer,"  surmounted  the  old  Pre?s.  Each  wheel  of  the 
vehicle  was  decorated  with  mottoes:  upon  each  hub  read — "The  Art  of 
Prmtiny  gives" — while  every  spoke,  as  rays  from  this  centre,  finished  the 
sentence  with  one  of  the  following  words  : — Power,  Morality.  Educa 
tion,  Tinw,  Advancement,  Light,  Wisdom,  Progress,  Economy,  InteUigencer 
Loner,  Reliyio-n,  Knowledge,  Patriotism. 

The  inscriptions  about  the  office  were — "The  Press  ;"  "The  disciples  of 
Franklin  are  devotees  of  Freedom /"  "Freedom  of  the  Press  indispensable 
to  civic  Utterly  ;."  "The  tyrant's  foe — ihe  peoples  friend  ;"  ".4  specimen  of 
the  most  effective  Gun  of  the  Revolution,  and  of  thaw  tvhojired  the  paper 
bullets  ;"  "July  4,  1116— the  birth-day  of  liberty  ?  and  attached  to  the 
press — "The  Lever  that  moves  the  world." 

Lewis  W.  Brewster,  William  W.  Dow,  and  James  W.  TiMikerman  from 
Journal  office;  Samuel  Gray,  George  Runnels,.  James  Town«endr  from 
Chronicle  office  ;  George  A.  Manent,  Telegraph-  Operator. 

EXPRESSMEN. — Jackson  &  Co.  with  two  wagons,  one  horse  each,  loaded' 
up  with  packages. 

APOTHECARIES.— J.  H.  Thacher  furnished  a  labelled  and"  decorated 
wagon,  with  lozenges,  which  were  distributed  ad  libitvw. 


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W.  R.  Preston,  labelled  wagon,  with  packages  of  medicines,  goods,  &c. 
among  them  "Preston's  Catholicon"  was  quite  prominent.  The  hearse 
horse  and  driver  were  employed  —  intended  to  indicate  that  the  free  use  of 
the  Catholicon  would  turn  the  hearse  and  driver  to  a  living  business. 

AGRICULTCRK  was  represented  by  Mr.  Drake,  in  a  one  horse  wagon, 
decorated,  and  well  fitled  with  the  implements  of'huebandry. 

GROCEKS.—  Represented  by  Mathes  &  Varrell,  48  Market  street,  with 
a  large  load  of  goods,  for  distribution  to  customers  :  drawji  by  one  horse. 

This  closed  the  procession. 

The  Precesiion  thus  organized  moved  through  Islington,  Congress, 
Market,  Deer,  Vaughan,  Congress,  Pleasant,  Water,  State,  Summer, 
Middle  to  Court  street,  where  it  arrived  at  half-past  one  o'clock. 


The  houses  on  the  streets  through  which  it  passed  were  in  many  places 
tastefully  decorated,  and  numerous  arches  were  thrown  over  the  streets. 
The  following  are  all  the  decorations  of  which  we  took  note  : 

ISLINGTON     (STREET. 

Rufus  K.  Oxford,  nearly  opposite  Frenchman's  Lane,  had  the  front  of 
his  premises  handsomely  decorated. 

The  premises  of  Hosea  Crane  decorated. 

F.  S.  Jarvis's  residence,  No.  75,  decorated. 

Mr.  Waddell,  No.  70,  had  the  front  of  his  residence  neatly  fitted  up. 

William  Plaisted,  No.  69,  had  a  couple  of  tri-colored  flags  suspended 
across  the  street,  neatly  trimmed,  bearing  the  inscription  : 
"  Welcome  —  All  Welcome  Home" 

Andrew  H.  Jones,  No.  59,  gate  decorated  with  flags,  evergreens,  &c. 

Near  Thomas  Martin's  was  displayed  a  beautiful  Gothic  arch  prepared 
by  the  neighbors,  reaching  across  the  street,  handsomely  decked  with 
evergreens,  festoons,  and  flowers,  and  pendant  from  the  centre  a  fine 
'basket  of  various  flowers.  On  the  west  side, 

"  This  Western  Avenue  of  your  Departure  is  open  to  Welcome  you." 

On  the  reverse, 
"  Westward  our  City's  Arms  extend  to  Welcome  Home  her  Sons." 

Hon.  Ichabod  Goodwin,  No.  34,  a  native  of  North-Berwick,  had  erected 
:across  the  street  in  front  of  his  residence  a  very  fine  arch,  handsomely 
trimmed  with  evergreen,  wreaths  of  flowers,  &c.  It  bore  the  inscription  : 

'On  the  west  side, 

"Juhjl,  1853.     The  Adopted  Welcome  You" 

•On  the  east,  "  July  4,  1776." 

Opposite  his  residence,  on  a  beautiful  green  plot,  this  gentleman  had 
constructed  a  convenient  platform  for  the  benefit  of  spectators  assembled 
to  witness  the  procession  as  it  passed.  The  whole  affair  was  highly  cred- 
;  table  to  his  liberality  and  good  taste. 


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Mrs.  Halliburton *s  mansion,  No.  25,  was  neatly  dressed,  and  ornamented 
in  the  centre  with  a  fine  portrait  of  that  well-remembered  patriot  of  the 
revolution,  Gapt.  Thomas  Manning.  This  portrait  in  front  of  the  balcony, 
and  the  left  hand  of  the  lady  of  the  mansion  resting  upon  the  portrait  of 
Washington  (her  two  beautiful  grandchildren  waving  flags  on  either  side,) 
formed  one  of  the  prettiest  and  most  striking  tableau  exhibited. 

Capt.  Lewis  Barnes,  No.  23,  displayed  the  inscription  : 

"  Welcome  to  the  Sons  of  Old  Strawberry  Bank  I     Welcome  to  its  Formei. 

Residents  !      Welcome  to  All !      Sons  of  Portsmouth,  be  ever 

prompt  in   Virtue's   Cause ;  be  strony  for    God,  your 

Country,  and  Yourselves  !" 

C.  TV.  Brewster,  No.  21,  displayed  a  national  flag,  gathered  in  the- 
centre,  under  which  was  the  inscription  : 

"  United  as  these  Glorious  Stripes,  we  give  our  <H!P  «^." 

The  residence  of  James  M.  Garr,  Esq.  No.  15,  was  well  decorated. 
The  front  yard  of  Ira  Haselton,  Esq.  displayed  arches  of  evergreen. 

John  Knowlton,  Esq>  No.  10,  had  his  doorway  finely  trimmed  with, 
folds  of  blue  and  white  cambric,  and  displayed  the  inscription  : 

"  Our  Sons —  We  Welcome  you  Home  on  this  Joyful  A  nniversary." 

Joseph  M.  Edmonds,  Esq.  No.  9,  residence  decorated  in  very  good  taste. 

Mrs.  Thompson,  No.  2,  entrance  tastefully  arranged  with  arches  of 
evergreen  and  flowers. 

CAEOT     STREET. 

At  the  junction  of  Cabot  and  Austin  streets  was  a  beautiful  quadruple 
arch,  surmounted  by  a  representation  of  the  Goddess  of  Liberty,  and 
beneath  her  in  evergreen  wreaths  the  titles  of  all  the  States  in  the  Con 
federacy.  The  arch  formed  a  most  beautiful  sight.  Jt  cost  about  $100, 
and  was  erected  by  subscription  among  the  patriotic  residents  of  the 
neighborhood.  It  was  designed  by  Mr.  Reed  V.  Rand- 

CONGRESS    STREET. 

The  Franklin  House  was  decked  with  flags  pending  from  each  window. 
Store  of  Samuel  Donnell,  No.  &,  evergreen  arches  in  front. 

William  R.  Preston,  in  Congress  Block,  displayed  scrolls  in  front  of 
his  store,  surmounted  by  the  bust  of  Webster.  The  inscriptions  were : 

"  Wander  where  you  will,  there's  no  place  UK?,  home." 
"  Sons  of  Portsmouth,  welcome,  thrice  welcome  to  the  scenes  of  your 

childhood !" 
Under  a  bust  of  Webster  : 

"  They  come  not  all  home  ,-  they  still  live." 
"  /  came  here  a  stranger,  and  with  your  Kindred  I  found  a  happy  home." 

The  Messenger  office  exhibited  the  motto  : 

"  Young,  but  precocious — welcome  !   boys,  welcome  /" 

DANIEL   STREET. 

The  office  of  the  Gazette  was  appropriately  decked,  and  displayed  a 
handsomely  trimmed  American  flag,  with  the  inscription  : 

"  N.  H.  Gazette— established  1756,  by  Daniel  Fowled 

The  residence  of  Col.  John  N.  Sherburne  was  handsomely  decorated. 
The  house  of  Mr.  A.  Staples  was  well  fitted  up. 


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MARKET   STREET. 


Market  street,  from  Market  Square  to  Bow  street,  was 
entirely  filled  with  uniform  groined  arches,  thirteen  in 
number,  thirty  feet  high,  tastefully  decorated  with  evergreen. 
From  the  apex  of  each  of  these  depended  the  name  of  one 
of  the  original  thirteen  States. 

A  separate  arch  was  thrown  over  Market  street,  bordering 
on  Market  Square.  This  was  tastefully  decorated,  and  bore 
on  a  banner  ten  yards  long,  in  large  letters,  the  following: 


AS  CORNELIA,  THE  ROMAN  MOTHER.  EXHIBITED  TO  HER  GUEST  TILE 
YOUNG  GRACCHII,  JUST  RETURNED  FROM  SCHOOL,  &  EXULTINGLY 
EXCLAIMED,  "BEHOLD!  THESE  ARE  MY  JEWELS  !"— SO  PORTSMOUTH 
PROUDLY  EXULTS  TO-DAY  IN  HEP.  RETURNED  SONS,  AND  SAYS,— 
"LO!  THESE  ARE  MY  ORNAMENTS!1' 


Beneath  the  State  arches,  about  eight  feet  from  the  ground, 
were  the  following  inscriptions.  A  few  of  those  reported  at 
the  north  end  were  prepared,  but  not  in  season  to  be  put  up : 


NEW-HAMPSHIRE. 


Portsmouth  cannot  keep  her  Boys : 

The  World 
cannot  do  without  them. 


MARKET  STREET : 

The  School  for  many  of  the  largest 

cities. 


MASSACHUSETTS. 


America ! 

Thy  flag  now  floats  highest  under 
Heaveu. 


Agriculture,  Commerce,  and  the 

Mechanic  Arts : 
supporting  not  supplanting  each  other. 


RHODE-ISLAND. 


Oh !  the  blessings  of  a  Home 

where 
Young  and  Old  mix  kindly  ! 


New- York,  Boston,  and  Lowell: 
Reuben,  Gad,  and  the  tribe  of  Manas- 
seh  returned  to  claim  their  inheritance. 


CONNECTICUT. 


The  Pilgrim  spirit  hath  not  fled. 


Old  Portsmouth ' 

Where'er  we  roam,  our  hearts  still 
fondly  cling  to  thee. 


NEW-YORK. 


Fond  memory 

brings  the  light  of  other  days 
around  me. 


Peace, 

Love    and    Knowledge : 
The  civilizing  three. 


NEW-JERSEY. 


The  Heroes  of  the  Revolution : 

We 
Venerate  their  Memory. 


Absence  strengthen*  friendship. 

where  the  last   recollections  were 

kindly. 


PENNSYLVANIA. 


New- York,  Boston,  and  other  cities  : 

their  loss 
to-day  is  our  gain. 


Hurrati  for  old  New-Hampshire, 

her  Granite  Hills  at  home,  and  her 

Granite  Sons  from  afar. 


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DELAWARE. 


Old  Paved  Street : 
Its    youth    renewed. 


"  Old  Strawberry  Bank" 

taking    account   of    stock. 

July  4,  1853. 


MARYLAND. 


— The  Union — 

'T  is  a  tower  of  strength,  that  puny 
arms  may  threat. 


The  Daughters  at  home 

welcome 
the  Sons  from  abroad. 


VIRGINIA. 


Market  Street  Boys : 

the  men 
in  every  market. 


A  New-Hampshire  Boy 

guides 
the  "  Ship  of  State." 


NORTH- CAROLINA. 


Portsmouth  mechanics,  like 

Portsmouth  ships, 

\vork  A.  1. 


The  Portsmouth  Boys  abroad : 

Absent, 
but  not  forgotten. 


SOUTH-CAROLINA. 


Daniel  Webster's  Office 

No.  10  Market  st. 
In  this  room  the  intellect  was  nur 
tured  which  has  expanded 
over  the  world. 


Lafayette,  Louis  Phillippe,  Pierce, 
Polk,   Monroe,  Adams,  Washington 

have  passed  this  street ; 

None  have  met  a  more  cordial  welcome 

than  the  Sons  of  old  Portsmouth. 


GEORGIA. 


The  blunt  Yeoman, 

Btout  and  true,  will  speak  unto 

princes  unabashed. 


The  Sons  of  Portsmouth  : 

Pioneers  in  the  field  of  American 

Enterprise. 


There  was  also  another  separate  arch  at  the  north  termina 
tion  of  the  arcade,  which  bore  a  long  banner  with  this 
inscription : 


THE  DAY  OF  JUBILEE  HAS  COME !   SONS  OF  PORTSMOUTH,  WELCOME 

HOME: 


[The  Market  Street  Committee  on  Construction  were  Messrs.  G.  L.  Tread- 
well,  H.  A.  Bigelow,  Luther  Dame,  Philipp  Wenzell,  and  Charles  W.  Kimball. 
The  latter  gentleman  waa  the  chief  architect.  The  Committee  on  Mottoes  were 
Messrs.  Thomas  Tredick,  N.  K.  Raynes,  Ira  B.  Fonda,  J.  A.  Grace,  and  Albert 
Laighton.j 

Haven  Block,  Nos.  48  and  52,  was  elegantly  decorated  with  evergreen 
and  six  arches  in  front,  by  Messrs.  Mathes  &  Varrell  and  Tilton  &  Blais- 
dell.  Numerous  mottoes  were  displayed,  the  most  conspicuous  of  which 
were  the  following : 

Hail,  thou  auspicious,  glorious  morn, 
Wluch  gave  the  British  chaps  their  corn ! 
JULY  4,  1776. 

And  now  we  hail  the  glorious  day 

Which  first  gave  liberty  its  sway. 

JULY  4,  1853. 


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DEER   STREET. 

Peter  Jcnness  and  Mrs.  Pray  exhibited  handsome  decorations  at  their 
respective  residences. 

VATJGHAN     STREET. 

At  the  junction  of  this  street  with  Deer  street  a  noble  arch  spanned  the 
road.     It  was  finely  decorated,  and  was  designed  by  T.  P.  Moses. 
On  the  south  sid'e, 

"  No  place  like  home :  rejoice  with  us." 
On  the  reverse  side,   "  We  bid  you  welcome." 

Robert  Gray,  at  No.  20,  had  his  gateway  handsomely  trimmed. 

PLEASANT    STREET. 

There  were  handsome  arches  in  Pleasant  street,  opposite  the  Mercan 
tile  Library  Association  Rooms— three  arches  in  one. 

At  the  junction  of  Pleasant  and  State  streets,  was  a  splendid  double 
arch,  springing  from  the  four  corners  of  the  two  streets,  the  whole  trimmed 
with  evergreens,  flowers  and  small  flags,  while  the  stars  and  stripes  waved 
proudly  from  the  top,  and  on  the  one  side  the  cross  of  St.  George,  and  on 
the  other  the  Hungarian  tri-color.  This  pleasing  affair  was  erected  by 
H.  F.  Wendell,  E.  A.  Moulton,  and  J.  H.  Thacher. 

Mr.  John  K.  Pickering,  No.  36,  had  his  house  most  beautifully  dressed 
with  American  flags  in  folds  and  festoons.  On  a  fine  shield,  bordered 
with  oak  leaves,  was  a  pair  of  hands  clasped,  encircling  which  were  the 
words  : 

"  Boston,  New-York,  Portsmouth — Wherever  we  may  roam,  there  is  no 
place  like  home." 

Jacob  Wendell,  No.  41,  displayed  a  miniature  ship,  made  by  an  absent 
"  son,"  under  which  the  words : 

"  Welcome  the  present  and  remember  the  absent." 

At  the  corner  of  Gates  street  a  handsome  decoration  by  sons  of  A.  F. 
Nowell. 

Mr.  James  F.  Shores,  No.  46,  exhibited  the  motto : 

"  A  proud  day  for  the  '  Old  Folks  at  Home'  " 

Abraham  Wendell,  at  No.  47,  displayed  a  bronzed  eagle,  holding  in  his 
talons  an  American  flag. 

The  mansion  of  I.  Rollins,  Esq.  No.  49,  presented  a  handsome  display 
of  flowers  in  the  open  window. 

South  Mill  Bridge  was  adorned  by  three  beautiful  arches,  the  centre 
bearing  on  one  side  the  motto  : 

"  The  Spirit  of  '7G  lingers  yet.1' 
On  the  reverse  :  "  Union  and  Liberty.'9 

The  southern  arch  bore  the  inscription  : 

"  The  King  and  Field  are  ours  ; 

South  End  claims  her  share  of  flowers ." 
And  the  northern  : 

"  South  End  rejoices  o'er  her  sons, 

And  proudly  bids  them  welcome  home." 

WATER    PTRKET. 

Mrs.  Shaw,  at  No.  55,  had  her  gateway  elegantly  decorated. 
Liberty  Bridge  displayed  four  flags  and  evergreen  decorations. 


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STATE  STREET. 

S.  G.  Folsom,  No.  28,  displayed  the  star-spangled  banner  in  front  of 
bis  building. 

J.  Wesley  Moses,  Mrs.  Ellen  Hurd,  and  Frederick  Dodge,  had  their 
residences  decorated  in  good  taste. 

The  house  of  widow  Samuel  Pierce,  No.  34,  decorated  by  Mrs.  White 
and  the  Misses  White,  presented  a  fine  appearance.  To  these  ladies  the 
decorations  in  that  neighborhood  owe  much  of  their  beauty. 

James  F.  Shores,  Jr.  presented  the  motto, 

"  A  Hundred  Thousand  Welcomes !    I  could  weep, 
And  I  could  laugh  ;  I'm  light  and  heavy.     Welcome  /" 

At  the  corner  of  Middle  street,  Samuel  R.  Cleaves,  at  "Glen  Cottage," 
decorated  his  house  and  grounds  in  fine  taste.  Along  the  sidewalk,  and 
attached  to  the  shade  trees  which  line  it,  were  eight  unique  flags,  on 
which  was  inscribed  the  simple  word, 

"  Welcome." 

His  dwelling  was  also  beautifully  hung  with  evergreens  and  flowers. 

The  house  of  Col.  Samuel  Gookin,  father  of  the  Boston  Chief  Marshal, 
was  handsomely  decorated,  and  bore  the  inscription : 
"  Early  friends  again  united." 

The  house  of  Mrs.  Wm.  Weeks,  whose  son  was  Treasurer  of  the  Boston 
delegation,  bore  on  its  front  the  greeting : 

"  All  hail  the  eventful  now.1." 

COURT   STREET. 

George  Melcher,  at  No.  2,  had  his  dwelling  fitted  up  with  much  taste 
with  evergreens  and  flags,  and  displayed  the  greeting : 
"  Home  again — home  again, 
We  joy  to  greet  thee  here." 

Opposite  the  Court-House,  F.  W.  Fernald  had  his  portico  decorated 
with  flags,  festoons  of  evergreens,  wreaths  of  flowers,  &c.  arranged  with 
great  taste. 

The  mansion  of  E.  F.  Sise,  Esq.  on  Haymarket  Square,  was  tastefully 
decorated  with  evergreen. 

ELM   STREET. 

An  arch  extended  across  the  street,  trimmed,  and  surmounted  by  a 
Wild  Cat.  Mr.  Raynes  erected  the  arch,  which  was  a  novel  display. 

DENNETT    STREET. 

A  fine  arch  was  raised  at  the  residence  of  Solomon  Seymour. 


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At  3  o'clock,  P.  M.  the  sons  from  abroad,  the  subscribers  at 
home,  with  the  military  companies  and  four  bands  of  musi 
cians,  to  the  number  of  nearly  two  thousand,  filled  the  spa 
cious  tent  and  occupied  the  tables.  The  tent  was  located  in 
the  rear  of  the  Court  House.  The  ground  was  floored  over, 
and  nine  tables,  128  feet  in  length,  were  erected  the  whole 
length,  and  another  table,  over  400  in  length,  was  extended 
around  the  whole.  Suspended  around  the  tent  appeared  in 
large  elegantly  painted  inscriptions  the  names  of  all 
the  Presidents  of  the  United  States.  Spread  on  the  inner 
surface  of  the  tent,  above  and  in  front  of  the  rostum,  were  on 
one  side  the  State  Seal,  and  on  the  other,  that  of  the  Cityr 
handsomely  executed,  of  corresponding  size,  six  or  eight  feet 
in  diameter.  In  various  other  parts  there  were  banners  and 
mottoes — and  even  the  numerous  boquets  on  the  tables  sent 
forth  not  only  fragrance,  but  also  choice  sentiments,  implant 
ed  there  by  the  ladies,  to  whom  much  credit  is  due  for  the 
good  taste  displayed,  as  well  as  to  T.  J.  Coburn,  Esq.  for 
superintending  the  general  arrangement  and  providing  for  so 
large  a  company.  The  organization  was  as  follows  : 

President  of  the  day, 

HORTON  D.  WALKER,  Mayor  of  Portsmouth. 

Vice  Presidents. 

Ex-Mayor  A.  GREENLEAF,  FREDERICK  W.  FERNALD, 

Ex-Mayor  J.  LAIGHTON,  THOS.  J.  WHITTEM, 

Ex-Mayor  C.  S.  TOPPAN,  GEORGE  RAYNES, 

1CHABOD  GOODWIN,  GEO.  WALLACE  HAVEN, 

RICHARD  JENNESS,  J.  M.  TREDICK, 

WILLIAM  P.  JONES,  ISAAC.  F.  NELSON, 

ALBERT  R.  HATCH,  GEO.  W.  TOWLE, 

JAMES  W.  EMERY,  LYMAN  D.  SPALDING, 

AUGUSTUS  JENKINS,  JOHN  KNOWLTON, 

Col.  JOSHUA  W.  PEIRCE,  SAMUEL  ROWE, 

BRACKETT  HUTCHINGS,  EDMUND  M.  BROWN, 

EDWARD  J.  LAIGHTON,  ALFRED  W.  HAVEN, 

W.  H.  Y.  HACKETT,  JOHN  HARRATT. 


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On  the  platform  were  Mayor  Walker,  presiding,  assisted 
?oy  Alfred  W.  Haven  and  Albert  R.  Hatch,  Esqs.,  Vice 
Presidents;  Rev.  Dr.  Burroughs,  Chaplain  ;  'Samuel  Storer, 
Esq.,  Toast  Master;  Oliver  March,  Esq.  Chairman  Lowell 
Delegation;  Hon.  William  A.  Walker,  M.  C.,  President  of 
New  York  delegation  ;  Francis  E.  Parker,  Esq.,  President  of 
Boston  Delegation ;  Wm.  C.  Harris,  Esq.  Preceptor ;  and 
Hon.  Wm.  Plumer,  late  M.  C.  of  Epping.  The  other  Vice 
Presidents  above  named,  presided  at  the  several  tables.  T. 
G.  Senter  acted  as  Assistant  Toast  Master. 

On  entering  t&e  tent  the  Boston  Delegation  cheered  their 
New  York  brothers,  and  were  answered  by  a  similar  cheer 
from  the  New  Yorkers,  who  were,  as  their  President  remark 
ed,  fewer  in  number,  but  as  lond  in  thunder. 

The  President  calling  the  meeting  to  order,  said : 

Sons  of  Portsmouth : — 

Allow  me  to  congratulate  you  on  this  glorious  anniversary 
of  our  National  Independence.  The  long  expected  day  for 
which  so  many  hearts  were  waiting  to  greet  you,  has  arrived. 
Never  has  an  event  in  the  history  of  Portsmouth  been  antici 
pated  with  deeper  interest  by  all  our  citizens  than  this,  your 
return  to  your  native  city.  We  have  endeavored  to  make 
some  little  preparation  for  your  reception.  Words  cannot 
express  nor  our  hands  execute  what  our  hearts  feel  on  this 
occasion ;  and  I  am  but  feebly  uttering  the  spontaneous  feel 
ing  of  every  heart  when  I  say,  welcome,  Sons  of  Portsmouth  ! 
thrice  welcome  home  !  This  is  an  occasion  of  deep  interest ; 
it  is  a  great  family  gathering;  an  occasion  when  man  greets 
his  brother  man,  friend  greets  friend,  and  when  all  hearts  are 
happy  and  united.  I  had  the  honor  this  morning  in  a  brief 
address  to  welcome  you  home.  I  now  have  the  pleasure  to 
welcome  you  to  something  more  valuable  than  words,  to  the 
hospitalities  of  our  city.  As  we  would  recognize  at  all  times 
an  overruling  hand  in  the  perpetuity  of  our  free  institutions 
and  in  the  benefits  of  his  providence,  let  us  now  give  atten 
tion  while  the  divine  blessing  is  invoked  by  the  chaplain  of 
the  day,  Rev.  Dr.  Burroughs. 

The  company  then  rose,  and  an  eloquent  and  impressive 
prayer  was  offered. 


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PRAYER  BY   REV.  DR.  BURROUGHS. 

O,  ETERNAL  GOD,  the  Founder  and  Sovereign  of  the 
nations  of  the  earth,  we  praise  thee  for  having  permitted  us 
to  assemble  here  on  this  interesting  occasion.  We  thank 
thee  for  all  the  blessings  of  this  day,  and  implore  thy  con- 
tinued  guidance  and  favor.  We  praise  thee  that,  at  a  favor 
able  period  of  civilization,  learning,  and  religion,  thou  didst 
send  men  of  renown  to  found  a  colony  on  the  shores  of  this 
western  world.  We  praise  thee  that  when,  through  thy  divine 
goodness  and  favor,  that  colony  became  competent  by  num 
bers,  strength,  experience,  and  intelligence  to  assume  for 
themselves  the  rights  of  an  independent  government,  Thou 
didst  then  deliver  them  from  the  oppressive  yoke  of  civil 
bondage ;  didst  ordain  this  day,  as  the  birth-day  of  their 
national  existence  and  freedom  j  and  hast  made  them  a  great 
and  happy  nation.  We  praise  thee  that,  more  than  two 
centuries  since,  thou  didst  send  bold,  able  and  worthy  adven 
turers  from  a  remote  and  enlightened  country  to  this  place, 
to  plant  their  families  here  and  along  the  shores  of  our  river, 
We  praise  thee  for  all  the  goodly  heritage,  that  our  ancestors 
have  transmitted  to  us;  for  the  good  things,  that  they  have 
done ;  and  for  the  illustrious  men  and  signal  mercies,  which 
have  most  eminently  honored  this  town.  We  praise  thee 
for  the  kind  and  generous  feelings,  which  have  actuated  and 
animated  the  hearts  of  very  many  of  the  native  sons  of  this 
city,  residents  of  other  places,  to  unite  in  one  common  pur 
pose,  with  one  common  and  ardent  sympathy,  to  revisit 
together,  and  on  this  day,  with  united  affection,  gratitude, 
and  mutual  love,  their  native  home.  We  praise  thee,  that 
they  are  now  assembled  among  us  to  refresh  their  memories- 
and  regale  their  hearts  with  the  scenes  of  their  childhood ; 
with  the  schools,  where  they  acquired  the  elements  of  knowl- 
ledge  ;  with  the  fields,  where  they  gathered  the  love  of  nature ; 
with  the  abodes,  precious  for  parental  endearments;  and  with 
the  temples,  where  they  first  lisped  their  public  devotions  and 
learned  the  lessons  of  divine  truth.  May  their  hearts  be 
deeply  touched  with  emotions  of  increased  gratitude  and 
affection  for  all  the  happy  scenes  and  events  connected  with 
their  birthplace.  We  beseech  thee  to  accompany  them  with 
thy  divine  favor  on  their  return  to  their  adopted  homes  ;  and 
inspire  them  with  firm  resolution  and  holy  power  to  live  more 
agreeably  to  thy  divine  laws ;  so  that  their  lives  may  reflect 


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brighter  honor  on  this  city,  and  fill  us  with  joy  that  they  were 
born  here.  Bless  thy  servant,  the  President  of  the  United 
States ;  those  who  administer  the  general  government,  and 
the  members  of  its  legislature.  Bless  the  Governor  of  this 
State  and  all  in  authority.  Send  thy  blessings  on  this  city 
and  on  our  whole  country.  Prosper  our  literary  and  relig 
ious  institutions.  Ever  continue  to  us  our  government, 
and  preserve  our  nation  in  union  and  peace.  Above  all, 
may  we  have  that  liberty,  wherewith  Christ  has  made  us  free. 
May  this  home  of  our  earthly  pilgrimage  serve  to  prepare  us 
all  the  more  perfectly  for  an  eternal  home  with  our  Saviour 
and  our  God.  Pardon  our  sins  through  our  Saviour's  blood  ; 
sanctify  to  our  use  these  provisions  of  thy  bounty,  and  us  to 
thy  service,  for  our  Redeemer's  sake,  to  whom,  with  thee  and 
the  Holy  Spirit,  be  ascribed  everlasting  praise  and  glory. 
Amen. 

After  the  close  of  the  repast,  the  President  of  ihe  day  called 
upon  Alfred  W.  Haven,  Esq.  as  the  gentleman  selected  in 
behalf  of  the  citizens  of  Portsmouth  to  address  the  visitors 
from  abroad,  who  proceeded  as  follows  : 

ADDRESS  OF  ALFRED  W.  HAVEN,  ESQ. 

Sons  of  Portsmouth,  ivho  here  respond  by  your  presence  to 

the  invitation  of  our  city. — 

It  is  a  pleasant  duty  assigned  to  me  by  our  civil  authori 
ties,  that  of  expressing  the  sentiments  of  our  citizens  in  wel 
coming  their  brothers  on  this  happy  occasion. 

Not  as  stranger  guests  would  we  welcome  you  with  cour 
tesy  merely ;  not  as  a  formal  delegation  from  other  cities 
would  we  receive  you  with  ostentatious  hospitality,  but  with 
out-stretched  hands  and  open  hearts  do  we  hail  your  return 
to  your  birth  place,  to  the  home  of  your  youth.  The  feelings 
which  bring  you  here  to-day  lie  a"t  the  very  foundations  of 
our  nature.  It  is  said  that  the  youth  of  Switzerland  who 
were  wont  to  leave  their  country  to  serve  under  foreign  stan 
dards,  were  so  deeply  moved  at  hearing  in  a  distant  land  the 
music  peculiar  to  their  native  mountains,  that,  touched  by  an 
uncontrollable  impulse,  they  would  desert  their  ranks  and  re 
turn  to  their  well  loved  fatherland. 

An  instrument,  whose  sound  reaches  farther  and  stirs  the 
breast  more  thrillingly  than  any  melody  of  music,  that  mights- 


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est  of  instruments,  the  press,  touched  by  the  hand  of  one  of 
our  distant  brothers,  and  uttering  but  the  thought  "let  us  for 
one  day  return  to  the  place  of  our  birth,  and  visit  the  friends 
of  our  youth,"  found  a  natural  response  in  your  breasts,  and 
to-day  makes  our  hearts  glad  with  your  presence. 

You  have  gone  forth  from  this  ancient  town  of  the  old 
Granite  State,  to  swell  the  great  industrial  army  of  the  na 
tion  ;  in  its  ranks  few  of  you  remain  as  privates ;  promotion, 
which  in  that  army  always  follows  merit,  has  made  you  lead 
ing  men  in  the  community. 

It  is  reputed  to  have  been  said  by  one  of  our  distinguished 
statesmen  who  removed  to  a  neighboring  State,  that  "New 
Hampshire  is  a  good  place  to  emigrate  from,"  and  the  day 
has  been  when  we  have  been  reproached  for  the  expression. 
It  is  true,  and  in  the  very  sense  in  which  he  said  it.  He  who 
emigrates  from  New  Hampshire  carries  the  endorsement  of 
a  good  education  and  good  principles,  a  character  for  indus 
try  and  enterprise  which  has  not  yet  been  forfeited  by  her 
sons.  It  is  a  good  family  to  come  from. 

I  speak  with  pride  of  our  native  State.  How  is  a  State 
known  but  by  its  sons  ?  It  matters  not  whether  their  field 
of  action  be  abroad  or  at  home.  She  gave  them  birth,  edu 
cation,  character;  the  breed  belongs  to  her. 

At  the  bar,  at  the  press,  in  the  national  councils,  wherever 
native  energy  forces  its  way  to  distinction,  you  will  find  the 
sons  of  New  Hampshire.  She  was  first  of  all  the  States  to 
step  forward  and  adopt  a  State  constitution,  that  first  and 
indispensable  preliminary  to  the  adoption  of  the  Federal 
Constitution  under  which  we  have  become  a  great  nation.-— 
Virginia  claims  this  proud  distinction,  but  the  record  shows 
that  it  belongs  to  New  Hampshire. 

On  this  national  day  we  may  well  eulogize  our  Federal 
Constitution.  Without  it,  without  the  institutions  which  have 
grown  up  under  it  and  by  reason  of  it,  how  little  might  we 
have  had  of  congratulation  to-day !  Exclusive  privileges, 
passports,  tolls  and  imposts  might  now  have  marked  the  in 
tercourse  between  Stale  and  State,  might  have  shackled  our 
enterprise  and  prevented  that  community  of  rights  to  which 
you,  who  return  to  us  from  other  States,  are  especially  in 
debted. 

It  would  please  me  to  say  more  on  this  and  other  topics 
connected  with  the  day,  but  I  am  under  military  orders  as 
to  time,  being  commanded  to  come  to  a  halt  after  an  advance 


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of  five  minutes  ;  and  I  believe  that  the  next  detachment  will 
find  themselves  under  similar  orders. 

I  will  therefore  but  add,  that  whether  you  come  from  the 
great  metropolis  of  the  Empire  State,  the  heart  of  the  republic, 
whose  pulsations  are  felt  to  its  very  borders,  whose  lakes  are 
oceans  and  whose  cataracts  speak  in  thunder  as  becomes  ils 
greatness — whether  you  come  from  that  pattern  city  which 
holds  and  well  guards  the  cradle  of  liberty,  which  allows 
none  to  excel  her  in  institutions  of  philanthropy  and  of  educa 
tion,  and  which  is  excelled  by  none  in  the  intelligence  and 
enterprise  of  its  citizens — from  whatever  city,  village  or  open 
country  you  come,  your  brothers  here  at  home  extend  to  you 
a  cordial  welcome — a  welcome  the  more  cordial  as  the  meet 
ing  of  this  day  shows  that  in  all  your  wanderings  (and  in 
what  part  of  the  globe  have  not  some  of  you  left  your  foot 
prints?)  you  have  ever  carried  with  you  the  pleasant  remem 
brances  of  your  birth  place,  and  because  we  believe  that  after 
this  meeting  the  pole  star  will  sooner  be  forgotten  by  the 
mariner  than  the  old  homestead  will  be  forgotten  by  you. 

Francis  E.  Parker,  Esq.  President  of  the  Boston  delega 
tion,  in  their  behalf  replied  as  follows : 

REPLY  OF  FRANCIS  E.  PARKER,  ESQ. 

Mr.  Mayor  and  Gentlemen : — 

In  behalf  of  the  sons  of  Portsmouth  resident  in  Boston,  and 
of  all  your  guests  to-day,  I  thank  you.  The  hand  that  you 
offer  is  taken,  the  greetings  that  you  give  are  returned.  Our 
words  can  tell  you  nothing  more.  What  the  hearts  of  these 
six  hundred  would  answer,  neither  their  words  nor  mine  can 
ever  tell  you  ;  but  I  should  be  ashamed  if  there  were  a  drop 
of  blood  in  my  body  that  failed  to  answer  such  a  welcome  as 
yours.  It  has  made  us  feel  that  we  are  at  home  again — a 
home  that  we  honor,  a  home  that  we  bless — a  home  that  we 
have  never  forgotten,  and  which  we  now  know  has  never 
forgotten  us. 

We  went  out  from  you,  sir,  one  by  one,  we  come  back  an 
army  with  banners.  We  went  out  with  uncertain  hearts,  we 
come  back  bringing  our  sheaves  with  us — but  we  went  out 
children,  and  as  children  we  return.  It  may  be  hard  for  you, 
sir,  to  find  a  trace  in  the  men  before  you  of  the  boys  that  left 
you  years  ago;  but  pardon  us  for  not  remembering  the 
changes  that  you  see  plainly.  We  stand  on  our  native  soil 


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again  ;  we  breathe  our  nati\re  air  again ;  old  faces  met  us  at 
fhedoor;  old  voices  are  sounding  in  our  ears;  the  child's 
heart  moves  within  the  man's ;  and  with  the  affection  that  we 
left  you,  we  meet  you  to-day. 

Tt  is  with  honest  pride,  sir,  that  we  stand  here.  We  are. 
proud  of  our  old  town,  of  your  new  city.  We  have  been 
where  men  talk  of  Virginia,  of  the  Empire  State,  of  Plymouth 
and  Massachusetts  Bay.  These  are  proud  words;  but  the 
name  of  the  Granite  State  has  a  spell  stronger  for  us  than 
that  of  the  Old  Colony  or  the  Old  Dominion.  And  why 
should  it  not,  sir?  For  the  last  thirty  years  what  State  has 
paid  to  its  country  such  precious  tribute?  If  they  tell  you 
that  you  have  sent,  away  your  sons,  tell  them  that  you  have 
scr.t  them  their  rulers.  And  if  they  speak  of  your  frost  and 
your  rocks,  what  spot  that  the  sun  shines  on,  is  fairer  than 
this  Strawberry  Bank,  and  the  twenty  miles  square  of  which 
it  is  the  capital.  Separated  from  the  inland  State  by  the 
mountains,  from  Maine  by  that  fierce  river,  with  the  ocean 
on  the  east  and  the  Merrimac  on  the  south,  this  little  district 
lies  like  a  green  island;  out  of  the  tide  of  business  and  fash 
ion,  and  with  none  to  praise  it  but  those,  who  know  and  love 
it  as  we  do;  and  to  us,  sir,  though  we  have  seen  many  other 
lands,  and  the  things  of  this  world  faded  into  the  common 
day,  it  still  seems  as  fair  as  when  we  last  saw  it  in  the  light 
of  our  morning  sun. 

But  has  Boston  no  cause  to  remember  Portsmouth,  and 
the  other  cities  which  were  once  its  rivals,  and  which  now 
lie  in  its  shadow?  Why,  sir,  of  the  children  bojn  in  Boston 
in  1850,  those  whose  parents  were  natives  of  Massachusetts 
were  not  one-fourth  ;  and  those  whose  parents  were  natives 
of  Boston,  were  less  than  an  eighth.  And  when  the  Sons  of 
New  Hampshire  marched  through  her  streets  in  1849,  it  was 
in  thousands.  And  to-day,  when  Portsmouth  calls  home  her 
sons,  with  their  wives  and  children,  you  have  fourteen  hun 
dred  whom  Boston  counts  as  its  bone  and  blood.  Has  the 
country  no  reason  to  remember  a  town  which  has  had  two 
hundred  and  thirty  years  of  good  order, — which  has  never 
known  a  murder, — which  was  foremost  in  our  revolution, — 
which  built  the  first  man-of-war  in  our  navy,  and  which 
manned  the  ship  that  fought  the  first  naval  battle  of  America, 
— a  town  which  gave  its  country  Woodbury,  Mason  and 
Webster  ?  And  will  a  town  have  no  claim  on  future  grati- 
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tude  which  sets  the  first  example  to-day,  by  its  municipal 
authorities,  of  a  great  home  festival  to  its  absent  sons? 

And  well,  sir,  have  you  chosen  by  our  meeting  at  this 
board,  to  celebrate  the  union  and  birth  day  of  these  States. 
It  shows  us  the  secret  of  that  union.  Close  as  is  our  com 
panionship  here,  we  are  citizens  of  States  which  the  law  calls 
foreign  ;  and  to-morrow's  sun  will  see  a  dispersion  quicker 
and  wider  than  that  on  the  plains  of  Shinah.  On  our  next 
national  festival  the  hand  that  grasped  mine  to-day,  will  be 
holding  the  plough  in  Iowa,  or  will  be  deep  in  the  golden 
sands  of  California.  The  paradox  is  true:  we  are  united 
because  we  are  scattered,  and  our  instinct  of  change  is  the 
source  of  that  fraternity  which  beats  with  one  pulsation 
through  the  great  heart  of  the  nation  to-day.  More  than  by 
the  timid  cry  of  alarmists,  or  the  vulgar  calculation  of  politi 
cians  will  that  union  be  cemented  by  such  meetings  as  this  : 
for  here  we  cannot  forget  that,  humble  as  is  our  native  town, 
there  is  scarce  a  State  that  the  children  of  Portsmouth  have 
not  made  their  homes,  and  that  does  not  hold  their  graves. 

You  have  told  us,  sir,  that.  Portsmouth  is  a  good  place  to 
go  from ;  you  have  shown  us  that  it  is  a  good  place  to  come 
back  to.  But  as  we  come  to  your  generous  board,  we  re 
member  the  vacant  places  of  those  who  went  out  with  us  arid 
who  are  gone  beyond  welcome  or  return  ;  nor  can  we  forget, 
sir,  that  of  the  hands  that  last  pressed  ours,  and  the  hearts 
that  would  have  beat  quickest  at  our  return,  many  are  under 
that  sod  which  we  left  with  the  waving  grass  upon  it,  and 
return  to  find  fallowed  and  consecrated  ground.  For  such 
memories,  which  it  were  as  idle  to  banish  from  our  lips  as  it 
is  impossible  to  banish  them  from  our  hearts,  we  thank  the 
town  of  our  early  friends.  For  the  kindness  which  we  enjoy 
to-day,  and  which  we  shall  remember  to  the  last  day  of  our 
lives,  townsmen,  schoolmates,  companions,  friends,  again  we 
thank  yon. 

The  first  regular  toast  was  then  announced. 

1.—  Tlif.  President  of  the  United  States — A  son  of  the  Granite  State  and  a  former  resident  of 
Portsmouth. 

[Music  —PresiiienCs  March.'] 

Albert  R.  Hatch,  Esq.,  being  called  upcn,  responded  to 
this  toast  as  follows  : 
Mr.  Mayor,— 

I  wish  that  onr  distinguished  fellow  citizen  were  here  to 
reply  with  1m  own  eloquent  lips  to  the  greeting  you  give 


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him  to-day.  A  native  of  New-Hampshire,  he  has  always 
regarded  her  commercial  capital  with  the  warmest  friendship. 
Here  he  completed  his  education  in  the  office  of  one  of  the 
most  distinguished  jurists  of  the  country;  and  with  our  peo 
ple  he  has  always  maintained  the  most  pleasant  social  rela 
tions.  After  the  recent  election,  which  elevated  him  to  the 
station  he  adorns,  he  said  to  a  friend,  "  I  looked  first  at  the 
returns  from  my  native  town,  then  at  those  from  Concord, 
where  I  reside,  then  at  those  from  Portsmouth,  and  the  favor 
shown  me  in  these  three  places  gave  me  more  pleasure  than 
the  whole  result  of  the  election." 

Were  he  here  to-day  this  concourse  would  give  him  pleas 
ure,  not  iess  accordant  with  his  high  position  than  with  his 
private  feelings.  To  the  quiet  little  town  of  Portsmouth, 
where  the  bustle  of  commerce  and  the  advent  of  new  faces 
are  rarely  sufficient  to  disturb  the  quiet  avocations  of  its  citi 
zens  ;  to  a  place  insignificant  among  the  great  and  growing 
cities  of  the  Union,  have  come  back  men,  active  and  influen 
tial  in  the  greatest  and  most  thriving  places  of  the  land.  The 
social,  commercial  and  literary  capital  of  New  England  ;  the 
metropolis  of  the  western  world,  of  unrivalled  growth  and 
wonderful  activity,  energy  and  wealth  ;  the  sober  city  of  Wil 
liam  Petin,  long  the  equal  of  the  great  commercial  capital, 
and  still  second  to  no  other;  the  queenly  city  of  the  Ohio, — 
with  many  other  places,  less  in  size,  but  not  less  in  all  the 
Hernents  of  enterprise,  intelligence  and  increasing  wealth,  are 
here  represented.  And  with  the  memory  of  the  absent  sons 
of  Portsmouth,  whom  we  can  greet  to  day  but  in  imagina 
tion,  come  up  visions  of  the  far  west,  of  the  sunny  south  and 
of  the  golden  shores  of  the  Pacific.  In  the  islands  of  tha! 
western  ocean,  in  the  marts  of  China,  on  the  sacred  banks  of 
the  Ganges,  in  the  cities  of  Europe,  and  upon  every  oc-ea« 
where  the  enterprise  of  the  Anglo  Saxon  race  has  penetrated, 
are  to  be  found  active  and  prosperous  men,  who  will  this  day 
remember  their  childhood  passed  on  the  banks  of  the  Pis- 
eataqua  and  among  the  rough  hills  of  New  Hampshire. — 
Yet  the  mother  of  all  those  men  who  have  aided  to  aggran 
dize  other  cities,  and  have  wrestled  successfully  with  fortune 
in  other  lands,  sits,  as  ever  beside  her  own  beautiful  river, 
untouched  by  decay,  if  she  has  not  felt  the  increase  of  rapid 
prosperity. 

Permit  me,  sir,  to  congratulate  the  city  of  my  adoption, 
because  she  is  the  mother  of  such  offspring.  The  Romans 


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called  Africa,  Arida  nutrix  leonum,  the  dry  nurse  of  Korrs.— 
Portsmouth  may  claim  to  be  the  fruitful  mother  of  men  :  of 
men,  who  filially  acknowledging  their  origin,  h'ave  firmly  es 
tablished  themselves  in  every  part  of  this  broad  Union.  These 
and  such  as  these,  constitute  a  bond  which  more  strongly 
I  ban  any  other,  shall  bind  together  our  States  in  the  unity  of 
common  interest,  a  common  brotherhood  and  a  common 
government.  With  such  a  governmen-t,  to  use  the  eloquent 
wofds  of  the  inaugural  address,  we  may  "  realize  that  upon 
every  sea  and  on  every  soil,  where  our  enterprise  may  right 
fully  seek  the  protection  of  our  flag,  American  citizenship  is 
the  inviolable  panoply  for  the  security  of  American  rights." 

2. —  The  Day  tee  Celebrate— Its  annual  return  has  ever  foSWd  ihe  nation  to  which  it  gave  birth, 
increasing:  in  power,  improving  in  ihe  art?  and  sciences  \»hich  constitute  a  great  and  enlight' 
ened  people,  and  cherishing  more  dearly  tlie  blessings  of  a1  free  government. 

[Music — Hull  Culumbia.~\ 

No  response  being  made,  the1  next  regular  toast  was  arF 
nounced : 


3.—  The  Army  and  Navy  of  the.  United  States — Their  laurels  hare  been  nobly  won. 

[Music — HuW»  Victory.~\ 

Major  W.  Austine,  in  command  of  Fort  Constitution, 
responded  briefly  as  follows : — 

Mr.  President, — 

For  the  compliment  paid  to  the  two  services,  to  one  of 
which  I  have  the  honor  to  belong,  on  their  behalf  I  tender 
very  s-iwcefe  thanks.  In  time  of  peace  we  are  but  a  nucleus  ;, 
hat  around  which  in  times  of  peril,  our  fellow  citizens  rally 
in  countless  numbers,  thus  constituting  a»  army  and  a  navy 
capable  of  sustaining  the  honor  of  our  flag  under  all  and  any 
circumstances.  History  and  the  personal  observation  of 
many  of  our  number,  show  that  among  the  foremost  thus  to 
rally,  we  always  find  many  of  the  gallant  sons  of  the  Granite 
State.  [Applause.]  What  a  happy  gathering  is  this,  on  the 
glorious  anniversary  of  our  national  Independence.  You 
have  come  from  far  and  near  to  revive  old  associations,  and  to 
offer  anew  your  devotions  to  the  homes  of  your  fathers. — 
Forever  honored  be  such  holy  feelings,  and  may  this  day  be 
ever  fresh  in  your  memories.  And  while  you  thus  so  happily 
welcome  the  Sons  of  Portsmouth,  I  know  you  will  not  for 
get  the  fairer  and  better  part  of  creation.  I  therefore  give 
you — 

The  Daughters  of  Portsmouth,  native  am3aiJapt«d—'H&)-  health  ami  huppiiies»  attend  them, 
wtieiiie*  at  liome  or  abroad. 


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ft. — Our  visitors,  the  Sons  of  Portsmouth. 

[Music — Auld  Lang  Syne."] 

James  T.  Fields  was  loudly  called  for  in  answer,  and  after 
receiving  the  cheers  of  his  brethren  of  Boston,  was  saluted 
with  "three  cheers  to  the  schools  of  Portsmouth,  and  the 
teacher  of  James  T.  Fields,"  from  the  New  York  delegation. 
With  some  emotion  he  proceeded  to  say  : 

What  shall  I  say  to  you  ?  How  can  I  find  words  to  thank 
you  for  this  kind,  kind  welcome  ?  I  was  afraid,  when  I  saw 
this  morning  the  gathering  crowds  nestling  about  our  com 
mon  mother,  this  dear  and  beautiful  old  town,  I  was  afraid 
she  would  be  placed  in  the  game  awkward  situation  with  that 
elderly  darne  spoken  of  in  the  story  book,  who  dwelt  in  the 
tenament  of  leather,  and  had  so  many  children  she  did  not 
know  what  to  do.  But  my  fears  were  groundless,  for  we 
discovered  at  once  that  the  shoe  did  not  pinch  anywhere. — 
We  found  a  welcome  so  warm  and  earnest  that  we  felt  as 
sured  there  was  room  enough  and  cheer  enough  for  all ;  that 
this  is  indeed  the  wanderer's  ample  harbor  and  the  pilgrim's 
welcome  home. 

It  is  reported  of  an  expedition  to  the  Holy  Land,  that  when 
the  army  came  within  sight  of  Jerusalem,  beholding  the 
glories  of  that  ancient  city,  filled  with  the  memories  of  its 
buried  past,  they  were  so  transported  with  joy  that  the  earth 
rang  with  their  shouts  of  rapture.  Something  akin  to  that 
feeling,  then  and  there  expressed,  seems  to  animate  and  burn 
within  us  to-day.  Self  possession  and  calm  collected  thought 
are  entirely  out  of  the  question.  Belted  round  with  troops 
of  friends,  every  face  beaming  a  welcome,  every  eye  kindled 
with  affectionate  interest,  every  voice  taking  the  tone  of  recog 
nition,  no  wonder  that  a  man  loses  almost  his  power  of  ut 
terance  in  that  choking  sensation  which  somehow  quite 
overmasters  him  and  will  not  be  subdued.  Thus  vanquished, 
thus  deprived  of  the  power  adequately  to  acknowledge  what 
we  all  feel,  here  and  now,  the  unbidden  tear,  which  speaks 
the  universal  language  of  the  human  heart,  seems  to  me  the 
the  most  natural  and  fitting  expression  of  what  is  throbbing 
at  the  great  seat  of  life.  If  we  had  come  among  you  un 
known  and  unknowing,  strangers  from  a  far-off  country, 
claiming  your  hospitality  simply  on  the  ground  of  humanity, 
we  might  be  more  ardent  in  our  words  and  bolder  in  our 


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thanks.  But  you  take  us  by  storm,  you  flock  around  us  like 
a  band  of  brothers,  and  make  us  feel  like  children  of  the  same 
kind  mother  who  has  called  us  back  under  the  old  maternal 
roof,  to  sit  once  more  around  the  family  table,  and  listen  again 
to  those  words  of  love  and  counsel  that  fell  so  like  music 
upon  the  listening  ear  of  childhood.  But  if  1  may  trespass 
longer  on  your  kindness,  I  must  try  to  tell  you  my  thoughts 
about  the  matter  in  a  few  simple,  hasty,  but  honest  rhymes. 
Mr.  Fields  then  read  the  following  poem: 


HARK  !  't  is  the  ringing  bugle's  swell, 

The  crashing  cannon's  flame, 
The  echoing  shout,  the  pealing  bell, 

Our  festal  mom  proclaim  ! 
Whose  blood  can  creep  thro'  sluggish  veins  1 

What  pulse  will  lag  to  day  ? 
I<pok  where  among  the  hiils  and  plains 

Our  native  banners  play  ! 

Standstill,  thou  ever  restless  tide, 

Thou  stream  with  memories  rite, 
And  let  us  muse  once  more  beside 

The  fountain-springs  o(  life. 
Ye  days  o[  boyhood's  goldeu  prime, 

Ye  hours  that  flew  so  fast, 
Oh,  stay—come  baelc,thon  vanished  Time  : 

Return,  thou  buried  Past ! 
Thou  stern  and  silent  mouldering  Past, 

Unveil  thy  marble  tomb, 
And  lei  the  lifted  blazing  torch 

Thy  pallid  form  illume ! 
In  vain ;  't  is  dumb  and  will  not  speak 

Till  memory's  magic  wand 
Calls  back  the  life  blood  to  the  cheek, 

And  bids  those  lips  respond. 

I  see  the  dark-hung  drapery  rise, 

The  dusty  folds  unclose, 
And  view,  beyond,  our  childhood's  skies 

In  calm  and  sweet  repose. 
One  moment,  and  the  curtains  fall, 

The  present  hides  the  scene, 
While  other  voices  round  us  call, 

And  fades  whal  once  has  been. 

i 

Go,  seek  the  rosy  western  light, 

That  yester  eve  was  there  ; 
Bring  back  to  manhood's  longing  sight 

Forms  that  were  once  so  fair  ! 


Alas!  those  shining  hues  are  fled, 

Gone  like  that  closing  day  ; 
And  we  must  seek  among  the  dead 

Beneath  yon  churchyard  clay  ! 
This  wandering  breeze  that  fans  the  stones 

Where  oft  we've  gone  to  weep, 
Will  almost  baar  these  idle  tones 

To  where  our  loved  ones  sleep. 
But  here,  unseen,  we  know  they  inaet, 

Who  left  this  spot  in  t,cars ; 
Yes,  viewless  saints !  your  forms  we  gree'. 

Who  nursed  our  infant  years ! 

Ah,  changing  wfKld  !  ah,  fleeting  joys ! 

Hopes  that  like  suns  arose 
On  us,  a  troop  of  happy  boys, 

Have  melted  like  the  snows  1 
The  very  games  that  once  were  fun. 

Are  grim  and  tedious  now ; 
'T  is  toil  that  rules  each  weary  son., 

'T  is  care  that  stamps  the  brow. 
We  use  to  "run  the  gauntlet"  then^ 

And  think  the  sport  divine  ; 
Ah  me  !  the  gauntlets  now  we  run. 

Are  very  far  from  fine  ! 
To  grub  and  dig— -for  ampler  time 

How  hard  we  used  to  beg  ; 
But  now,  we  groan  and  shudder  when 

We  kneel  to  "gnaw  the  peg !:) 

Too  long  our  weary  feet  have  trod 

The  thorny  paths  of  care, 
But  now  above-  our  native  sod 

We  feel  life's  purer  air  ! 
Too  long  the  wanderer  turned 'his  eyes 

In  quest  of  worldly  gain  ; 
To-day  he  seeks  fcxr  brighter  skies, 

And  walks  his  native  plain  : 


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Oil,  take  us  bask  with  all  our  years,  God  hlesa  the  spot  we  love  so  well— 

Ye  treasured  haunts  of  youth !  The  earth  has  none  more  ftiir  ; 

Forgive  a  few  fond,  foolish  tears,  'T  is  honest  pride,— our  bosoms  swell 

The  heart's  warm  stamp  of  Truth  !  To  beathe  their  native  air ! 

We  come  in  manhood's  riper  hours  Come,  lads,  a  cheer  to  speak  our  joy, 

To  lay  our  garlands  down,  While  here  our  flag  unfurls — 

And  braid  a  wreath  of  fresher  flowers  A  Health  for  Portsmouth  Man  and  Boy, 

For  thee  our  native  town  !  And  don't  forget  the  Girls. 

The  next  regular  toast  followed : 

5.—  Tfa  City  of  Boston— Adorned  in  hur  literature,  science,  art  and  commerce,  by  many 
who  have  gone  from  us. 

[Music — Boston  Grand  March.'] 

Rev.  Thomas  Starr  King  was  called  upon,  and  responded: 

Mr.  Mayor, — 

1  should  regret  very  much  that  some  one  older  and  more 
competent  than  myself  has  not  been  called  upon  to  respond 
to  the  sentiment  just  read,  were  it  not  that  justice  has  already 
been  done  to  the  large  debt  of  Boston  to  Portsmouth,  by  the 
gentleman  who  so  warmly  welcomed  us  here,  at  your  invi 
tation,  and  also  by  our  eloquent  frier d,  the  president  of  the 
Boston  delegation.  I  should  find  it  difficult,  for  another  rea 
son,  to  keep  strictly  within  the  limits  which  your  toast  defines. 
None  of  us  care  to  know  anything  about  Boston  to-day,  or  to 
hear  of  it.  It  lias  floated  far  away  from  us.  It  is  more  dis 
tant  than  the  fifty-lour  miles  of  rail-road,  that  divide  us  from  it 
and  connect  us  with  it,  indicate.  As  we  have  walked  the 
old  streets  and  seen  the  well  remembered  haunts,  and  homes, 
and  playgrounds,  to-day,  we  have  felt  that  years  of  experience 
lie  between  us  and  the  metropolis  of  New  England;  for  here 
we  are  all  boy»  again.  You  know,  sir,  how  the  Chinese 
make  their  maps.  They  put  their  own  country  in  the  centre, 
and  in  full  light,  so  that  it  occupies  most  of  the  chart,  and 
arrange  Great  Britain,  France,  Russia  and  America  around 
it  as  little  island  dots,  insignificant  in  the  shadow.  Well,  sir, 
according  to  the  geography  or  our  hearts  to-day,  Portsmouth 
is  the  radiant  centre,  although  she  fills  but  a  small  space  on 
ihe  real  chart,  and  Boston,  Lowell,  Philadelphia  and  New 
York,  whatever  places  we  may  have  left  to  revisit  our  old 
home,  must  stand  for  the  lime  secondary  and  distant  in  our 
love. 

But,  sir,  1  do  not  forget  that  some  explanation  may  be 
needed  why  I  stand  here  at  all  to  speak  among  the  sons  of 
Portsmouth.  Most  of  you  need  not  be  told  that  I  am  not 
strictly  a  native  :  I  am  sorry  for  it.  .  Among  the  heirs  by  blood 


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I  come  as  an  adopted  child.  Generally  the  process  of  adop 
tion  into  a  family  is  conducted  by  the  parents  and  depends 
on  their  will ;  but  I  have  adopted  Portsmouth,  and  shall  cling 
to  her  as  a  mother  till  the  good  old  town  openly  and  by  vote 
rejects  me  from  her  children.  That  is  not  necessarily  one's 
native  place  where  the  eyes  were  first  quickened  by  the  light. 
If  so  my  allegiance  is  wholly  due  to  the  city  of  New  York. 
The  spot  where  we  first  beheld  the  sun  is  the  accidental 
birth  place  of  the  body.  But  the  true  man  lies  within  the 
frame,  and  that  is  really  one's  native  place  which  the  soul 
accepts  as  such,  and  which  the  heart  fastens  upon  as  the 
childhood's  home.  That  is  one's  native  place  beyond  which 
the  eye  of  memory  cannot  reach,  in  whose  real  and  social 
landscape  the  first  conscious  years  were  enfolded,  where 
the  youngest  friendships  were  formed,  and  the  earliest  asso 
ciations  which  constitute  part  of  the  warp  of  character,  were 
laid  in  the  loom  of  experience. 

It  makes  no  difference,  sir,  where  we  were  babies,  for  then 
wherever  our  residence  may  be,  our  only  home  is  our  moth 
er's  arms;  the  great  question  is,  where  were  we  boys  ?  In 
common  with  the  rest  of  you  I  was  a  boy  and  began  to  be  a 
boy  in  Portsmouth.  The  town  is  sacred  to  me  as  the  place 
where  I  first  learned  the  mysteries  of  "tag"  and  "corum"  and 
"mumble  peg";  where  the  imagination  was  first  exercised  in 
"playing  horse," — and  those  that  were  concerned  with  me  in 
the  exercises  have  often  told  me  that  they  were  obliged  to 
personate  the  animal,  and  that  I  must  always  hold  the  reins. 
Here  it  was  that  I  longed  for  the  Fourth  of  July  and  the  fire 
crackers  ;  for  winter  and  its  snowballing  and  the  skating  on 
"half-moon  pond"  ;  and  nowhere  else  but  here  did  it  happen 
to  me  to  become  acquainted  with  the  difference  between  the 
plebian  "marble"  and  the  aristocratic  "alley,"  In  looking  back 
over  the  landscape  of  memory,  no  spot  is  more  interesting  than 
"Marden's  pasture,"  where  a  company  of  urchins  often  repair 
ed  on  Wednesday  or  Saturday  afternoons,  with  white  shirts 
over  our  jackets  and  armed  with  wooden  swords  and  the 
heads  of  flour  barrels  for  shields,  to  imitate  the  battles  of  the 
Iliad.  Doubtless  there  are  several  now  listening  here,  who 
have  clear  recollections  of  fighting  in  the  character  of  Diome- 
des,  or  Ajax,  against  me  as  Ulysses,  or  Agamemnon ;  for  at 
first  we  generally  respected  the  historic  proprieties,  but  as  the 
battle  thickened,  Greek  met  Greek  and  each  took  to  fighting 
on  his  own  hook. 


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O,  that  glorious  Portsmouth  of  our  boyhood !  To-day  as 
we  have  traversed  the  streets  and  been  gladdened  by  your 
cordial  and  beautiful  welcome,  how  have  the  old  scenes  and 
joys  and  sacred  places,  risen  fresh  in  my  mind !  I  know  that 
crowds  of  you  will  delight  in  the  mention  of  Dunyon's  candy 
store.  What  the  nectar  of  the  gods  may  be  I  cannot  guess, 
but  sir  I  do  not  believe  it  can  taste  so  good  as  those  sticks  of 
cinnamon  and  clove  candy,  with  large  heads,  tasted  to  our 
childish  palates,  when  we  carried  our  pennies  to  that  sanctum 
of  sweets.  I  can  distinctly  remember  how  the  glory  of  man 
hood  once  seemed  to  me  to  lie  in  having  plenty  of  pocket 
money  to  expend,  without  fear  of  anybody,  in  Dunyon's 
store.  And  next,  Mrs.  Massey's  shop !  With  what  wonder 
and  surprise  we  used  to  enter  it !  Why,  sir,  if  Aladdin's  lamp 
were  put  in  my  hand,  and  I  could  raise  by  its  magic  a  man 
sion  splendid  as  those  we  read  of  in  the  Arabian  Nights,  it 
would  not  seem  such  a  palace  of  enchantment  as  always 
opened  upon  my  eyes  when  a»  a  child  I  entered  that  dazzling 
collection  of  whistles  and  trumpets,  tin  swords,  dolls,  rocking 
horses  and  toys.  As  our  procession  passed  over  the  South 
Mill  bridge  to-day,  how  quickly  my  thoughts  returned  to  the 
early  fishing  experiences  which  make  that  spot  so  dear  in 
memory.  It  has  happened  to  me  once  off  Cape  Ann,  to  pull 
up  a  cod  that  would  almost  match  my  own  weight.  It  seem 
ed  for  sometime  a  question  which  was  caught,  the  fish  or  the 
fisher,  as  I  tugged  at  the  line  with  bleeding  fingers ;  but,  sir, 
I  believe  that  if  I  should  catch  the  sea  serpent,  I  should  not 
feel  so  proud  of  it,  as  I  used  to  when  a  good  large  "cobbletir" 
came  out  of  the  water,  wriggling  on  the  little  pin  hook,  as  we 
boys  fished  off  the  mill  bridge  ;  and  no  fish  can  ever  again 
seem  so  large  and  mysterious  as  the  pollock  that  would  scull 
around  our  lines  and  smell  our  bait,  and  perversely  refuse  to 
bite  in  the  deep  clear  water  near  the  Spring  Market.  That 
old  South  End  is  sacred,  too.  by  our  first  associations  of  awe 
in  presence  of  the  supernatural.  I  do  not  know  what  spirits 
may  be  raised  and  brought  into  communication  with  us  by 
the  modern  rappings ;  but  certainly  none  can  be  conjured  that 
will  thrill  a  South  End  boy  with  such  shivering  fear  as  the 
little  witches  that,  on  very  dark  nights,  used  to  appear  to  us 
at  the  windows  of  the  old  south  school  house,  and  run  some 
times  along  the  gun  house  wall. 

But  my  boyish  recollections  of  Portsmouth  include  more 
valuable  influences  and  helps.  It  was  here  that  the  first  im- 


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pressions  were  made  upon  me  of  the  sanctity  of  age,  and  the 
mystery  of  life,  and  the  glory  of  religious  character,  and  the 
serious  call  to  Christian  consecration.  We  passed  the  build 
ing  to-day,  moreover,  which  stands  first  in  my  gratitude  and 
love,  where  I  learned  the  best  lesson  which  can  be  taught  to 
any  child — how  to  study — and  where  the  whole  foundation  of 
the  little  instruction  I  have  gained  in  life  was  thoroughly  laid. 
The  faithful  teacher,  to  whom  hundreds  of  the  Sons  of  Ports 
mouth  are  so  deeply  indebted,  is  with  us  here,  and  I  rejoice 
that  I  am  permitted  to-day,  to  bear  witness  to  his  fidelity  and 
the  unspeakable  value  of  his  labors  for  me,  and  to  offer  him 
my  gratitude  for  his  great  service  to  me  as  a  boy.  There  are 
scores  of  us  here  who  were  pupils  of  Mr.  Harris.  Let  me 
recall  to  them  how  often  he  has  told  us  that  we  should  one 
day  thank  him  for  his  thoroughness  in  drilling  us,  for  his 
sternness  of  discipline,  and  even  for  the  occasional  whippings 
which  we  now  see  were  less  frequent  than  we  deserved. 
Fellow-citizens,  let  us  prove  that  our  old  teacher, — whose 
heart  is  faithful  1o  all  his  pupils,  past  and  present,  while  his 
form  is  endeared  to  us  by  the  baHlowing  touches  of  age, — 
let  us  prove  that  he  was  indeed  a  true  prophet,  by  publicly 
thanking  him  here  for  all  he  has  done  for  us,  in  three  hearty 
cheers. 

[Mr.  Harris  rose  at  the  request  of  Mr.  King  and  the  whole 
company  united  in  most  enthusiastic  cheers.] 

I  have  trespassed,  sir,  unwarrantably  upon  your  time,  but 
I  wish  if  you  will  bear  with  me  to  say  before  closing,  that 
there  is  something  in  this  scene  and  the  feelings  that  have 
inspired  us  to  return  here,  intimately  connected  with  the 
sentiment  which  this  day  should  deepen, — the  sentiment  of 
patriotism.  Our  land  is  richer  in  almost  everything  than  in 
deep  and  tender  local  attachments.  Artd  yet  those  are  es 
sential  to  the  strength  and  fineness  of  any  form  of  civilization. 
A  grove  of  oaks  impresses  the  eye  by  the  majesty  and  power 
which  their  sinewy  boughs  and  swaying  branches  reveal,  but 
the  little  tap  roots  are  the  indispensable  sources  of  all  that  life. 
We  cannot  love  our  country  very  deeply  as  a  mass  and  a 
whole.  No  man  can  consciously  take  Arkansas  and  Utah, 
all  the  squatters  and  the  Mormons,  with  their  omnibus  loads 
of  wives,  into  his  bosom.  The  poetic  adjuration  of  patriot 
ism  is  "pro  aris  et  /om",  for  your  altars  and  hearths.  The 
power  of  the  sentiment  must  be  expended  upon  small  dis- 


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tricts.  It  must  take  its  roots  in  the  towns  and  villages  that 
sheltered  our  infancy  and  nurtured  our  boyhood.  There  has 
always  been  a  strong  party  in  our. land  that  would  wean 
patriotic  affection  from  the  nation  to  concentrate  it  upon  the 
individual  states.  "State  Rights"  is  their  motto.  We  should 
all  go  for  town  rights, — their  claims  upon  our  veneration,, 
service  and  love.  By  such  movements  as  this-  in  which  we 
have  joined,  we  deepen  the  healthy  sensibilities  which 
strengthen  the  land,  and  help  to  make  patriotism  an  intelli 
gent,  practical  and  ennobling  passion-.  We  do  something  to. 
break  the  power  of  selfishness  in  the  community,  and  to- 
make  our  country  a  place  to  love  instead  of  a  mere  mart  for 
gain.  The  great  rivers  of  the  country,  we  know,  sir,  are- 
formed  from  streams  that  were  born  of  brooks,  which  in  their 
turn  are  the  products  of  rills  of  water  that  collect  the  drop& 
given  to  the  mountain  sides  and  summits  in  the  showers  and? 
storms.  But  when  those  drops  flow  together  by  myriads  in 
the  broad  sweeping  tide  of  the  river  that  rolls  toward  the  sea, 
they  cannot  refer  by  any  subtle  attraction  known  in  the 
world  of  matter,  to  the  hill-tops  where  they  were  formed,  and 
the  little  channels  by  the  way  side  where  they  first  murmured 
in  the  traveller's  ear.  But  the  great  tide  of  conscious  life 
in  the  republic  is  contributed  from  the  numberless  villages 
and  towns,  and  there  the  human  drops  may  have  a  double  life ; 
they  may  pour  the  energy  of  their  hands  into  the  mighty  strsam 
of  business  and  political  power,  and  yet  keep  affection  Ton  the 
earliest  home,  and  even  return  to  the  familiar  haunts-  with 
offerings  of  filial  regard.  And  so,  sir,  we  come  to-day,  hur 
rying  back  from,  the  stream  of  Boston  life  that  claims  us,  to 
the  bed  of  the  brook  where  our  earliest  life  was  sheltered. 
We  come  with  whatever  talents  we  have  and  are  recognized 
among  men- — all  with  one  heart  and  zeal;  our  poet  publisher,, 
who  gives  us  only  too  few  of  his  own  books  with  the  trea>- 
sures  from  abroad  which  his- taste  selects  for  our  libraries  and! 
our  leisure  hours;  our  admirable  wit,  the  patient  amanuensis- 
of  the  quaint  and  oracular  Mrs.  Partington  ;  the  honored  pre 
siding  officer  of  our  delegation  of  whom  k  is  the  largest  eulo 
gy  to  say  that  he  is  the  worthy  son  of  ai  sainted  sire  ;:  these, 
and  all  the  scores  around  you,  distinguished  in  the  various- 
paths  of  social  responsibility  and  honest  industry, — we  come 
to  twine  a  garland  of  our  reputations  and  weave  it  in  with 
the  greater  fame  of  Woodbury,  the  learning  of  Peabody,  the 
eloquence  of  Bartlett,  the  Christian  amenity  of  Burroughs,, the 


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daring  yet  modest  science  of  Coues,  and  the  fragrant  and 
hallowed  memories  of  such  as  Cheever  and  Foster, — as  a 
crown  for  the  head  of  our  dear  old  mother  as  she  sits  serenely 
by  the  sea.  In  conclusion,  sir,  I  beg  to  offer  as  a  sentiment : 

The  principle  an-1  germ  of  pure  anl  noble  Patriotism — A  filial  love  for  our  mother  towns. 

G.—  Thecity  of  Niw  York.— The  great  metropolis  of  our  country  in  which  we  all  have  a  com 
mon  interest ;  we  gain  in  the  common  honor  what  we  individually  lose  by  contributing  our 
quota  of  the  high  principled  and  intelligent  men  to  add  to  her  greatness. 

[Music—  Manhattan  Quick  Step.] 

Hon.  William  A.  Walker,  member  of  Congress  from 
New  York,  and  chairman  of  the  New  York  delegation,  in 
reference  to  this  toast,  expressed  the  thanks  of  the  members 
of  the  delegation  to  the  authorities  of  Portsmouth  for  the  in 
vitation  and  reception,  and  in  a  few  affecting  remarks  alluded 
to  the  ancient  ties  which  connected  them  with  the  place  of 
their  birth.  Friends,  he  said,  meet  to-day  for  the  first  time  in 
many  years.  It  is  an  occasion  of  gladness  mingled  with  sorrow. 
We  grasp  the  warm  hands  of  early  friends,  we  gaze  upon 
familiar  but  changed  countenances ;  but  the  cypress  is  min 
gled  with  the  laurel,  and  we  look  in  vain  for  the  many  famil 
iar  and  venerable  forms  and  faces,  whom  in  youth  we  de 
lighted  to  honor.  He  then  referred  to  the  growth  and  prog 
ress  of  the  city  of  New  York,  to  the  development  of  her  ma 
terial  and  moral  greatness,  characterizing  her  as  the  great 
representative  city  of  the  nation,  belonging  equally  to  all  sec 
tions  and  races  of  its  extended  territory.  The  most  marked 
feature  of  her  character,  he  remarked,  was  her  immense  na 
tionality  and  her  devotion  to  the  union  of  the  States  under 
our  national  constitution.  A  portion  of  this  spirit  she  wish 
ed  to  leave  behind  in  her  interchange  of  communication  with 
every  section  of  the  common  country.  Mr.  Walker  then  re 
ferred  to  the  evident  progress  of  the  city  of  Portsmouth,  con 
gratulating  her  upon  her  commercial  capability  and  pros 
pective  prosperity,  and  concluded  with  a  neat  and  appropri 
ate  poetical  quotation. 

7.  —  Woman.— The  virtues  of  the  son  are  but  the  reflection  of  the  uoble  qualities  of  the 
mother. 

[Music— Home,  Siceet  Home,'] 

Mr.  Samuel  H.  Gookin,  of  Boston,  was  loudly  called  upon 
to  respond  to  this  toast,  and  was  received  with  nine  enthu 
siastic  cheers. 


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Mr.  O.  remarked  on  rising  that  these  tremendous  cheers 
appeared  to  him  as  premature,  and  he  felt  convinced  that 
they  would  regret  offering  them  after  listening  to  his  speech. 
He  felt  constrained  to  apologize  for  the  members  of  the  Bos 
ton  delegation,  and  take  back  the  compliment  which  he  had 
paid  them  on  another  occasion,  for  their  presumption  in  put 
ting  him  in  the  breach,  and  compelling  him  to  respond  to 
this  sentiment.  After  quoting  the  well  known  lines — 

•'  Oh  woman !  in  our  hours  of  ease,"  &c. 

he  spoke  of  the  gratification  which  was  felt  by  all  the  guests 
of  the  day,  for  the  hospitalities  which  had  been  heaped  upon 
them,  expressing  many  thanks  to  the  government  and  citizens 
but  more  to  the  ladies  of  Portsmouth, 

"  The  dear  sweeteners  of  life's  bitter  cup," 

who  had  worked  so  zealously  for  the  pleasure  and  comfort 
of  their  visitors.  Mr.  Gookin  also  went  back  to  the  days  of 
boyhood  to  utter  his  remembrances  of  school  and  school-boy 
sports  and  of  the  4th  of  July  times,  when  he  sat  up  all  night 
beforehand  to  give  proper  notice  of  the  coming  day,  and  all 
night  afterwards  to  see  that  it  departed  wilh  proper  honors, — 
Alter  complimenting  Messrs.  Shillaber  and  Harris  of  Boston, 
as  the  leaders  of  the  movement  towards  the  present  happy 
union,  Mr.  Gookin  gave — 

Tlie  Mothers  of  the  Sorts  of  Portsmouth,— Their  virtues  are  as  firm  as  their  native  hills;  may 
their  sons  emulate  their  principles,  and  Uo  what  in  them  lies  to  add  to  the  fair  fame  of  our 
dear  old  native  town. 

Mr.  B.  P.  Shillaber,  of  Boston,  was  then  called  for.  After 
some  hesitancy,  having  never  before  spoken  in  public,  he  ap 
peared  on  the  rostrum  amid  the  shouts  of  the  company.  As 
soon  as  he  could  make  himself  heard  he  said  : 

J\lr.  Mayor,— 

I  hardly  know  what  to  say  in  reply  to  the  enthusiastic  call 
wilh  which  I  have  been  greeted.  But  I  feel  "  exercised"  to 
say  something ;  what  I  can  hardly  tell.  Perhaps,  as  Burns 
says, 

"  it  may  turn  out  a  sany, 

Perhaps  turn  out  a  sermon." 

Most  probably  it  will  ber  the  former,  and  for  want  of  better 
matter,  I  will  read  you  a  few  rhymes  that  carne  to  me,  which 
may  express  the  feelings  of 


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THE    PORTSMOUTH    BOYS    AT    HOME. 


A  phalanx  strong  and  tree  we  come 
To  meet  amid  the  scenes  of  home — 
Again  to  mingle  heart  and  heart, 
As  in  life's  early  morning-start, 
When,  with  stout  nerve  and  earnest  soul, 
We  parted  for  the  distant  goal. 
And  we  have  wandered  wide  and  far, 
Led  onward  by  Hope's  guiding  star  ; 
Through  ways  diversely  wide  we've  passed, 
"With  varied  fortunes  on  us  cast ; 
felt  much  of  good  and  much  of  ill 
From  Fate's  o'erbending  skies  distil ; 
But,  though  afar,  we've  ne'er  forgot 
Each  olden  well-beloved  spot. 
And  every  hill  and  rock  and  stream 
Has  been  recalled  in  many  a  dream, 
And  life's  pursuits,  of  high  or  low, 
Have  paled  no  beam  of  filial  glow, 
That  with  renewing  ray  has  burned 
As  oft  the  heart  has  homeward  turned. 


Or  mightier  gales  than  those  which  bore 

Our  shallow  ships  from  shore  to  shore ! 

Beyond  its  clear  and  glassy  tide 

Rock  Pasture  rests  in  pristine  pride. 

In  memory  only  is  it  seen — 

In  memory  may  it  still  be  green, 

As  when,  in  days  of  ancient  peace, 

Old  Mr.  Mifflin  reared  his  geese, 

And  S/frburne's  Wharf,  a  spot  revered, 

In  willowy  garniture  appeared, 

And  Cellar  old  and  Great  Rock  gray 

Saw  rudimental  men  at  play,— 

For  innovation's  iron  hand 

Has  marred  the  features  of  the  land, 

And  the  Rock  Pasture  now  we  are  shown 

Is  not  the  one  we  erst  have  known  ! 

Though  other  streams  mrtre  wide  may  be 

Of  import  more  and  majesty, 

Yet  none  from  one  can  e'er  bespeak 

A  warmer  love  than  Walkers  Cree.k. 


Fancy  unchecked  has  roamed  at  will  ; 
W«'ve  stood  again  on  Breakfast  Hill, 
And  felt  the  breezes  round  us  Mow, 
As  on  May  mornings  long  ago, 
When,  left  our  bsds  for  phantom  flowers 
In  early  dawn's  ungenial  hours, 
In  ashing  hands  and  glowing  noses 
Has  merged  our  hope  of  vernal  roses! 
Once  more  we've  roamed  from  Sevenpine  Rock 
In  dreamy  shoes,  to  Puddle  Dock, 
And  bathed  again  beneath  the  waves 
That  ceaseless  lave  the  Point  of  Graven, 
Where,  in  eternal  slumbers  deep, 
The  "  fathers  of  the  hamlet  sleep." 

We've  walked  once  more  in  memory  o'er 
That  sacred  precinct  Christian  Shore, 
And  heard  the  hum  of  Walker's  Mill, 
And  Blood  enrapt  on  Dennett's  Hill, 
Where  the  big  fish  perpetual  glides 
On  steady  fin  through  airy  tides, 
And  saw  that  pond  beneath  us  rest, 
Upon  whose  placid  stormless  breast, 
(In  days  full  well  remembered  yet,) 
Our  litlle  sails  in  pride  we  set, 
Nor  deemed  that  in  the  world's  wide  round 
A  fnirer  sea  co  jld  e'er  be  found, 


And  thou,  remembered  Sagamore! 
Some  fairy  pencil  traced  thy  shore, 
With  most  artistic  beauties  rife, 
Ere  sturdy  Nature  gave  it  life ; 
The  woods  that  skirt  thy  verdant  side 
Bow  over  thee  in  love  and  pride, 
And  lay  their  shadows  there  to  rest 
Upon  the  pillow  of  thy  breast ; 
No  sonnets  of  harsh  discordance  press 
To  mar  thy  blessed  peacefulness ; 
Tli3  old  pines  murmur  whispcringly 
As  if  in  earnest  praise  of  thee  ; 
And  troops  of  brilliant  loving  birds 
Sing  their  delight  in  joyous  words, 
Responsive  to  thine  own  sweet  speech 
That  breaks  in  music  on  thy  beach. 
Among  thy  haunts  again  we've  played, 
Again  along  thy  shore  we've  strayed, 
And  bowed  like  pilgrims  at  a  shrine 
Before  thy  beauties  so  divine  ! 
Again  our  foreheads  warm  and  glowing 
Have  I'll  thy  crystal  coolness  flowing 
And  love  has  strengthened  in  the  bears 
Reflected  from  thy  shore  and  stream. 

And  oft-remembered  Frenchman's  Lane 
Comes  up  before  the  mind  again, 


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With  brooding  shadows  dark  and  dread, 

From  elms  enlacing  overhead ; 

And  on  a  broad  flat  stone  we  read 

The  trace  of  that  perfidious  deed, 

Where  on  this  spot,  long  long  ago, 

The  Frenchman  met  his  mortal  woe. 

Dread  spot !  where  boys  scarce  dared  to  roam 

Beyond  the  evening's  early  gloom, 

For  fear  lest  they  might  haply  meet 

The  Frenchman  in  his  winding  sheet. 

O!i,  glorious  myth  !  that  urchins  scares, 

And  saves  to  Ham  his  sugar  pears ! 

And  sense  and  soul  must  all  be  dead 
When  we  forget  the  Fountain  Head, 
That  shrine  to  which  our  footsteps  strayed, 
For  rest  and  solace  in  its  shade, 
When  parched  beneath  the  summer  heat 
We've  coveted  its  treasures  sweet, 
And  dipped  our  pails  within  the  pool 
Wli3re  bubbled  up  the  waters  cool, 
In  ceaseless  never-tiring  flow, 
And  icy  stillness  from  below, 
The  while  the  fife-bird  poured  his  song 
Upon  the  slumbering  air  along, 
Till,  taking  captive  boyhood's  ear, 
It  bowed  in  still  delight  to  hear ! 
Full  many  a  name  on  that  old  shrine 
Was  written  in  the  clays  lang  syne — 
Few  scarcely  dreaming  deeper  fame 
Than  that  which  registered  their  name! 

And  memories,  like  railway  trains, 
Come  freighted,  full,  of  Portsmouth  Plains — 
That  greater  field,  in  boyhood's  view, 
Than. New  Orleans  or  Waterloo! 
With  mighty  deeds  of  arms  'tis  rife, 
An  1  rattling  drum  and  squeaking  fife, 
And  Bj.vy's  buns,  and  weary  legs, 
And  apple  juice,  and  hard  boiled  eggs  ! 
Again  hear  how  the  music  rings, 
Where  Myers  thumbs  the  catgut  strings, 
Where,  answering  to  the  sounding  fiddle, 
;Tis  "down  outside  and  up  the  middle," 
AnJ  waves  of  flaming  calico 
In  mighty  surges  corn§  and  go  ! 
Again  we  see  the  grand  display 
Of  many  a  famed  '-'great  training  day," 
When  soldiers  brave  in  fixings  fair, 
(And  some  by  far  t'ua  worse  for  wear,) 


Meet  there  in  warlike  trim  to  wail 
And  show  themselves  and  serve  the  state— 
The  glory  and  the  crowning  pride 
Of  boys  and  men  who  stand  outside ! 

Spring  Market  .'—how  affection  clings 
To  thee.  best  of  remembered  things '. 
Delightful  'twas  in  days  of  old, 
Thy  mighty  commerce  to  behold, — 
Where,  spread  around  thy  circuit  wide, 
Was  seen  the  fertile  country's  pride, 
That  Naiads  ere  tlie  morning's  glenm 
Had  ferried  down  the  rapid  stream. 
And  vivid  thoughts  arise  of  her, 
The  awful  ancient  Marriner, 
Before  whose  stern  and  chilling  frown 
All  predatory  schemes  went  down  ; 
With  whom  the  fruit-invested  pence 
Was  sole  atonement  for  offence. 
There,  trickling  out  from  :neath  the  hill 
Runs  merrily  that  ceaseless  rill, 
That  never  from  its  fulness  shrank 
Though  myriads  from  its  bounty  drank, 
And  wastes  itself  in  icy  flow 
Upon  the  "flagrant"  beach  below.     • 
How  often  has  that  iron  bowl 
Been  blissful  to  his  thirsty  soul, 
Who,  bending  double  for  the  prize, 
Has  crushed  his  beaver  o'er  his  eyes. 
But  compensated  for  his  pain 
By  tasting  of  its  sweets  again. 
Grey,  honored,  worn  Venetian  pile 
Which  modern  Goths  have  dared  despoil! 
Though  statelier  fabrics  rear  their  forms 
Upon  thy  site,  my  spirit  warms 
As  it  thy  glories  doth  restore, 
The  pride  of  swift  Piscataqua's  shore. 
Piscataqua  !  that  mighty  tide, 
With  all  our  youthful  thoughts  allied, 
Vet  rolls  its  eddying  waves  along, 
Untiring,  ceaseless,  free  and  strong, 
As  when  with  pole  and  hook  and  string 
We  fished  for  pollock  by  the  "  Spring." 

And  redolent  with  sulphury  smell, 
And  resonant  with  gun  and  bell, 
And  luminous  with  fiery  light — 
The  crown  of  Independence  night — 
The  town  Parade,  with  earnest  strife, 
Has  lost  no  note  of  busy  life : 


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The  Cmrt-House — venerable  pile- 
In  gsntle  dotage  seems  to  smile  ; 
The  old  Town  Pump,  with  outstretched  hand 
Like  rigid  sentinel  doth  stand ; 
Jefferson  Hall  sends  back  again 
That  olden  patriotic  strain, 
That  rose  when  high  and  low  degree 
Brought  votive  gifts  lo  Liberty, 
And,  rallying,  with  earnest  zeal, 
Each  twelvemonth  saved  the  commonweal ; 
And  old  Paved  Street,  with  riches  dight, 
Comes  back  upon  the  dreaming  sight, 
With  every  gorgeous  hue  displayed, 
As  when,  upon  the  sea  of  trade, 
To  welcome  all  auspicious  gales, 
The  hopeful  merchant  set  his  sales. 
There,  like  the  guardian  of  the  scene, 
The  North  Church  stands  with  solemn  mien, 
And  reverent  feelings  cluster  round 
To  sanctify  the  precious  ground. 
Its  spire  arises  white  and  high, 
Attracting  upward  still  the  eye, 
A  petrified  perpetual  saint — 
A  sermon  preached  in  wood  and  paint ! 
That  bell — tfie  music  of  whose  tone 
What  Portsmouth  ear  can  e'er  disown  ? — 
Yet  swings  within  its  ancient  tower, 
And  calls  to  praise,  and  calls  the  hour, 
As  erst  in  garrulous  pride  it  swung, 
With  open  mouth  and  prating  tongue, 
Like  many  a  mortal  we  have  known 
Whose  virtue  is  in  sound  alone. 

An  endless  task  it  is  to  trace 
Each  olden,  well-remembered  place, 


Or  give  our  heart  emotions  tone — 
The  heart  must  treasure  them  alone. 
There  are  they  eTermore  portrayed, 
The  pictures  that  In  youth  were  made : 
The  church,  the  school,  the  wood,  the  stream, 
All,  all  return  in  memory's  dream, 
And  friends  and  old  delights  we  knew 
Still  live  in  retrospection's  view. 

And  olden  feeling  is  restored — 
The  pleasure  beaming  round  the  board 
Reveals,  in  colors  strong  and  clear, 
The  SPIRIT  OF  THE  PAST  is  here  ! 
No  figment  of  the  brain  alone, 
But  flesh  and  blood  and  nerve  and  bone. 
The  hands  we  clasp  are  real  things  ; 
That  smile  no  ghostly  radiance  flings  ; 
Those  eyes  are  lit  by  friendship's  beam, 
That  fades  not  out  n?  fades  a  dream  ; 
These  hearts  with  living  pulses  beat ; 
These  tongues  with  living  tones  are  sweet ; 
Those  waves  of  blue  that  yonder  flow 
Have  naught  etherial  in  their  glow  ; 
The  bright  forms  glancing  by  our  side 
Are  objects  of  terrestrial  pride, 
Although,  adoringly,  we're  given 
To  deem  them  less  of  earth  than  heaven. 

Then  give  to  love  the  sovereign  power  ; 
Let  its  blest  influence  rule  the  hour  ; 
And,  waked  anew,  may  it  impart 
A  warmer  sunshine  to  the  heart, 
That  shall,  as  once  again  we  roam, 
Relume  the  path  that  leads  to  HOME  ! 


8. — The  Heroesafthe  Revolution,  Jfatives  nfJVew  Hampshire. — The  names  of  Stark,  Sullivan, 
Scammell  and  their  compatriots  will  never  fade  from  our  memories ;  nor  shall  we  forget 
how  nobly  our  heroes  in  the  late  war  with  Great  Britain,  and  in  the  war  with  Mexico, 
maintained  the  rights  and  the  glory  which  their  fathers  won. 

[Music— Rest,  Warrior,  Rest.] 

Alfred  Oilman,  Esq.,  late  Postmaster  of  Lowell,  being 
called  upon,  responded  to  this  toast  as  follows  : 

Gentlemen, — 

I  thank  you  for  this  call,  and  am  happy  to  be  the  medium 
through  which  the  adopted  sons  of  Lowell  respond.  We 
cherish  those  feelings  of  affection  and  attachment  due  to  the 
home  of  our  childhood,  and  feel  that  this  occasion  has  re- 


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newed  and  invigorated  the  emotions  of  youth.  We  live  it 
over  again  in  viewing  your  spires  and  school  houses,  old  and 
hallowed  places,  in  recalling  familiar  faces,  and  renewing  our 
acquaintance  with  former  friends.  You  must  not  think  that 
because  absent  we  forget  the  home  of  our  childhood.  We 
have  continually  a  desire  to  hear  and  know  of  her  welfare, 
and  carefully  watch  every  movement  that  affects  her  interest 
or  honor.  Again  we  feel  that  on  our  part  we  have  obliga 
tions  to  fulfil — so  to  govern  ourselves  that  our  actions  may 
reflect  credit  on  the  place  of  our  birth,  and  keep  honor  bright. 
I  trust  you  will  not  •charge  me  with  egotism  if  I  mention  that 
out  of  the  fifteen  or  eighteen  natives  of  Portsmouth  resident 
in  Lowell,  one-third  at  least  have  occupied  places  of  impor 
tant  trust  and  honor,  mostly  in  the  gift  of  the  people  of  Low 
ell.  I  can  point  to  a  county  commissioner,  a  representative 
to  the  Legislature  of  Massachusetts,  a  President  of  her  Com 
mon  Council,  a  member  of  her  board  of  school  committee, 
and  to  other  officers  of  no  less  importance.  But,  Mr.  Presi 
dent,  to  cut  my  remarks  short,  I  see  around  me  many  young 
men  from  abroad,  who,  we  may  suppose,  are  aspiring  to 
another  state  than  that  of  single  blessedness,  and  I  will  pro- 


post 

Oitr  Bachelor  Friends  from  Abroad— They  will  find  the  old  Strawberry  Bank  a  safe  place  for 
<an  investment  of  affection.  When  she  makes  a  dividend,  they  will  Jiave  as  their  share, 
"Heaven's  last  best  gift  to  man." 

The  next  regular  toast  followed — 

9. — "flit  iticmory  of  John  LingHon,  and  the  Patriots  of  the  Revolutionary  War — Who  made  the 
Jirst  seizure  of  the  enemy's  military  stores:  namely,  at  Fort  William  and  Mary  at  the 
TOOuth  of  the  Piscataqua. 

[Music — Liberty  for  me.'] 

Mr.  C.  L.  Woodbury,  son  of  the  late  Judge  Woodbury, 
replied  as  follows : 

Gentlemen — The  toast  to  which  you  have  just  drank  affords 
a  theme  that  no  son  of  the  Old  Granite  State  can  contem 
plate  without  emotion.  The  affection  that  all  true-hearted 
races  feel  for  their  native  land,  adorns  the  history  of  the  world, 
and  gives  inspiration  to  the  poets  and  orators.  The  Jews 
mourned  by  the  waters  of  Babylon ;  and  the  bold  Swiss 
grows  heart-sick  at  the  sound  of  the  ranch  des  vao/ws.  The 
poor  exile  whom  oppression  has  driven  from  his  native  land 
to  our  hospitable  shores,  dreams  fondly  of  home,  but  he  asso 
ciates  in  that  dream  the  hope  that  the  proud  neck  of  the  op 
pressor  shall  be  bowed,  and  the  people  go  free.  How  doubly 
has  a  merciful  God  blessed  us,  that  our  love  of  home,  our 


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pride  in  our  native  land,  has  no  association  to  chili  the  heart 
and  make  the  lofty  thought  grow  sick.  Free,  bold,  beautiful 
and  proud  New-Hampshire,  the  characteristics  of  her  peopfe- 
like  her  land — steadfast  as  her  lofty  mountains  of  enduring 
granite,  independant  and  venturous  as  the  free,  endless  and 
eternal  ocean,  whose  waves  lash  her  rock-bound  shores. — 
The  history  of  our  State  is  an  escutcheon  without  a  blot — a 
sovereign'  among  sovereigns.  No  act  of  hers,  from  the  hour 
when  the  first  keel  grated  on  the  shingle  at  Strawberry  banks, 
to  the  present,  to  which  her  sons  cannot  refer  with  pride ; 
and  the  characteristics  of  her  sons  may  well  vie  with  the  nob 
lest  races  that  have  adorned  the  world.  At  the  era  of  her 
first  setilementVthe  commercial  supremacy  of  the  world  was 
divided  by  the  French,  the  Spaniards,  and  the  Dutch.  Eng 
land  felt  the  stimulus  of  acquisition  and  conquest ;  and  she 
sent  here  yea*  ancestors — they  came  not  as  fugitives  from 
one  religious  tyranny  to  found'  another  as  bigoted  and  intol 
erant  as'that  from  which  they  fled — they  came  for  the  pur 
pose  of  civilization  and  progress,  to  open  that  rich1  lumber 
trade,  to  hunt  the  forests,  trade  with  the  natives,  and1  gather 
from  the  ocean  her  peerless*  wealth  of  fisheries  lavished  along 
the  coast.  The  great  fisheries  to  the  eastward  were  then  al 
most  monopolized1  by  the  French,  To  your  ancestors  were 
intrusted  the  objects  of  creating  that  rivalry  which  should  give 
to  England  a  nursery  for  seamen,  and  those  supplies- of  naval 
stores  needed  to  contend  with  the  bold  Frenchman  for  com 
mercial  power  and  Indian*  trade.  And  to  Portsmouth  be 
longs  the  glory  of  being  the  cradle  of  the  Granite  State — of 
first  developing  the  lumber  trade  of  America — of  first  devel 
oping  the  ship  building  of  this  continent,  now"  surpassing 
that  of  all  the  rest  of  the  world.  The  first  man-of-war  ever 
built  upon  the  continent  was  constructed  here  ;•  so  was  the 
first  man-ot-war  built  during  the  Revolution^  to  contest  with 
England,  the  dominion-  of  the  seas.  You*  supplied  the 
masts  and  spars  for  the  royal  navy ;  and  the  Indian,  as  he 
roamed  at  the  base  of  the  White  mountains,  shrunk  back  as 
from  the  hand  writing  on  the  wall,  when  he  saw  the  noble 
pines  marked  by  the  broad  arrow  of  the  Portsmouth  survey 
or.  England  did  not  send  you  here  for  agriculture.  The 
broad  axe,  the  marling  spike,  the  cod  line,  the  whale  spade, 
and  the  sawmill  were  the  instruments  with  which  your  an 
cestors  were  to  carve  out  the  germ  of  the  future  naval  and 
commercial  glory  of  this  continent ;  and  she  chose  her  set.- 


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tiers  from  among  that  hardy  Danish  race  who  had  twice 
conquered  England,  and  to  whom  the  ship  and  bold  adven 
ture  were  as  instincts  of  nature.  That  inevitable  destiny 
which  shapes  the  course  of  mankind  to  its  own  decrees,  the 
great  cause  of  civilization  and  progress,  demanded  that  here, 
upon  this  continent  should  arise  a  free  home  for  the  oppress 
ed  of  all  mankind — where  in  liberty,  peace  and  industry, 
man  might  grow  in  grace  to  the  dignity  due  to  those  created 
after  in  God's  image,  that  a  seed  should  be  planted  from 
whence  young  America  could  grow  to  be  the  hope  and  refuge 
of  a  down-trodden  world,  and  Providence  devoted  this  old 
town  of  Portsmouth  to  be  the  cradle  of  great  deeds, of  prog 
ress  and  bold  adventure. 

A  century  and  a  quarter  had  passed  awayr  and  no  man 
had  yet  caught  the  prophetic  inspiration  by  which  to  read  the 
destinies  of  America.  Here,  indeed,  was  room  for  all — no 
ancient  prejudices  or  tyrant  customs,  a  free  and  practical 
world  could  have  been  erected  to  realize  the  Christian  idea 
of  peace,  industry  and  prosperity.  Unfortunately  three  pow 
ers  divided  the  Continent — whose  European  jealousies  di- 
fused  their  venom  here,  and  whose  rivalries  forbid  peace — 
we  could  not  have  peace  because  we  could  not  have  union. 
The  ambitious  or  the  restless  demagogue  in  each  country 
sought  quarrels  as  the  means  of  advancement.  And  peace 
could  only  be  when  this  continent  was  united  in  one  vast 
and  happy  union  of  independent  sovereignties.  France 
struggled  to  monopolize  the  fisheries,  England  did  the  same 
— neither  was  content  to  leave  them  free  and  open  to  all  the 
world;  more  than  this,  each  nation  beheld  in  the  possession 
of  them  a  key  to  the  naval  supremacy  of  the  world.  So  great 
a  prize  was  too  tempting  to  pass  by  unregarded.  The  jealous 
rivalry  of  France  and  England  was  to  be  fought  out  here 
upon  this  continent,  with  the  nations  of  the  world  for  spec 
tator?.  New-Hampshire  was  the  advance  guard  of  England, 
and  led  the  way  to  those  great  acts  that  were  to  shape  the 
destiny  of  the  continent.  The  genius  of  Vaughan,  a  Ports- 
month  boy,  whose  bones  now  sleep  in  the  garden  of  one  of 
the  Vice  Presidents  of  this  meeting,  planned  an  expedition 
to  cut  off  the  Gibraltar  of  France — the  stronghold  whence 
she  controlled  the  fisheries  and  protected  Canada.  His  un 
tiring  energy  and  resolution  carried  out  the  scheme.  And 
the  stalwart  lumbermen,  fishermen  and  mechanics,  with  your 
neighbor  Pepperell  and  himself,  under  the  noble  banner  of 


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the  cross — Nil  Desperandum  Christo  duce — burnt  down  the 
proud  city  of  Louisburg— the  key  of  France's  power  fell 
before  their  impetuous  zeal. 

Thus  was  the  honor  of  England  redeemed  by  Yankee 
hands,  and  the  capture  of  Louisburg,  fruit  not  of  the  Cabi 
net  of  London,  but  of  the  boldness  of  New-England  mer 
chants,  was  the  only  trophy  England  could  offer  to  set  oft' 
the  loss  of  Madras,  her  failure  before  Pondlcherry,  the  great 
victory  France  gained  at  Fontenoy  and  the  shameful  surren 
der  of  the  Elbe.  This  surely  was  glory  for  New- Hampshire, 
for  Massachusetts  and  for  all  their  gallant  sons  who  went 
down  on  that  expedition — it  infused  an  unwonted  ardor  into 
all — the  cry  went  forth  that  the  power  of  France  must  cease 
upon  the  Continent;  one  expedition  after  another  was  plan 
ned,  and  in  fifteen  years,  of  those  fisheries  which  had  once 
given  employment  to  ten  thousand  French  seamen  and  five 
hundred  vessels — all  was  gone  but  Miquelon — Canada  had 
iallen — France's  nursery  of  seamen  broken  up — her  whole 
power  crumbled  in  the  dust.  I  will  not  detain  you  to  speak 
of  the  glorious  part  the  New-Hampshire  rangers  took  in  this 
last  struggle : — Rogers  and  Stark— have  they  not  become  as 
immortal  as  history  ? 

The  successes  of  this  brilliant  epoch  of  American  history 
were  not  confined  to  the  North ;  the  genius  and  energy  of 
Vaughan  had  diffused  its  force  even  beyond  his  sanguine 
hopes — Spain  lost  as  much  as  France,  Florida  and  the  left 
bank  of  the  Mississippi  were  surrendered  to  England,  and 
for  the  second  time  Havana,  the  peerlees  city  oT  the  Gulf,  was 
captured  by  that  invincible  race  who  spe-ak  the  English 
tongue,  the  Mora  Castle  falling  before  assault  as  easily  as  the 
quail  before  the  sportsman's  gun,  and  the  flag  of  England, 
borne  by  Yankee  hands,  streamed  like  a  meteor  over  all  the 
seas  and  all  the  coasts  north  of  the  Carribean  sea.  This 
was  a  new  era  in  the  history  of  continents.  The  events  of 
these  fifteen  years  unrolled  the  leaves  of  the  Sybil,  and  show 
ed  the  destiny  of  this  continent.  One  great  union  stretched 
along  the  whole  Atlantic  coast — Cuba,  Canada  and  the  old 
thirteen  original  States  of  this  union,  as  well  as  Jamaica, 
Nova  Scotia  and  Newfoundland,  all  were  embraced  within 
its  limits.  To  the  contemplation  of  those  who  hoped  for  a 
glorious  future  to  this  continent,  how  grand  was  this  exten- 
«ive  brotherhood.  The  star  of  young  America  rose  above  the 
horizon  for  the  world  to  admire — it  was  the  star  of  plenty 


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and  of  peace,  it  was  the  star  of  Union — it  told  that  old  things 
should  pass  away,  and  North  America  should  be  one  broth 
erhood  of  independent  States,  joined  together  in  a  federal 
league  of  amity,  peace  and  reciprocal  equality.  Here  new 
thoughts  of  progress  now  agitated  the  bold  hearts.  The  objects 
for  which  the  goodness  of  God  had  reserved  this  continent  were 
made  manifest  to  those  who  had  faith  in  man.  The  holy 
cause  of  liberty,  the  uplifting  of  down  trodden  humanity,  the 
triumph  of  the  laboring  classes  over  misgovernment  and  cor 
ruption  were  objects  to  be  achieved  here.  The  sun  of  Gre 
cian  and  Roman  liberty  had  gone  down  in  blood  and  storm. 
Nowrose  the  new  luminary  whose  brilliant  light  was  to  bless 
the  world.  Thus  the  results  attending  the  foresight  and  genius 
of  a  Portsmouth  boy  made  England  great,  glorious  and  pow 
erful,  and  filled  the  heart  of  every  American  with  that  ambi 
tion  and  daring  which  led  to  our  national  independance,  long 
before  the  grave  had  closed  upon  the  actors  of  this  great 
drama.  Foremost  in  the  revolution,  as  in  the  French  war, 
the  Portsmouth  boys  under  Langdon,  first  attacked  the  Brit 
ish  forts ;  and  the  powder  you  then  captured  was  spent  a 
year  afterwards  in  the  gallant  and  glorious  defence  of  Bun 
ker  Hill.  It  is  within  the  memory  of  all,  that  New-Hamp 
shire  fought  out  some  years  of  the  revolution  on  her  own 
hook,  and  without  connection  with  the  Continental  Congress. 
Her  lonely  position  was  a  glorious  one.  Molly  Stark  was 
not  a  widow,  but  the  blood  of  those  who  dared  invade  this 
little  State,  watered  the  fields  of  Bennington,  and  of  all  their 
strong  columns,  not  one  escaped  death  or  captivity.  It  was 
on  this  occasion  that  John  Langdon,  a  brave  soldier,  a  great 
statesman  and  a  rich  merchant,  great  in  his  courage  and  de 
votion  to  liberty,  uttered  those  emphatic  words  in  the  Legis 
lature  : — 'I  have  no  money  left  to  advance  for  this  expedition, 
but  I  have  my  plate,  and  twenty  casks  of  Tobago  rum,  and 
I  offer  all  this  to  fit  out  this  expedition  of  Gen.  Stark's.' — 
With  the  proceeds  of  this  rum  were  the  troops  of  New- Hamp 
shire  equipped  for  that  victory.  Why  should  I  extend  this 
theme?  Vaughan  and  Langdon  are  but  the  type  of  the 
race  who  have  made  old  Portsmouth  their  home,  prompt  in 
act,  wise  in  council,  devoted  in  deeds  ;  they  were  men  of 
destiny,  always  the  leaders,  though  like  all  leaders,  not  al 
ways  reaping  to  themselves  the  fruits  of  their  labors." 

The  destinies  of  this  continent  have  been  in  times  past 
moulded  and  directed  by  your  sons,  and  why  should  they 


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cease  to  be  ?     Is  commerce  to  be  extended,  who  more  expe 
rienced  ;n  its  mysteries  ?     Is  free  trade  and  reciprocity  to  be 
extended  over  this  continent,  have  you  not  the  iron  rails  con 
necting  you  to  Canada  more  closely  and  easily   than  when 
Rogers'  New  Hampshire  Rangers  sought   Quebec  in  battle 
array?     If  you  saw  advantages  in  uniting  the  North  under 
one  government,  when  Vaughan  planned  the  stroke,  will 
you  now  shrink  when  the  vast  population  there  tender  a 
commercial  union  ?      Who  dares  to  say  that  Portsmouth 
sleeps  ?     Who  dreams  that  she  is  a  sluggard  in  that  great 
race  of  progress  and  manifest  destiny  to  which  she  gave  the 
impetus  and  led  the  way?     It  is  not  so.     She  led  the  way  in 
the  lumber  trade,  she  led  the  way  in  ship  building,  and  she 
still  holds  the  lead ;  and  now  when  steam  and  iron  are  the 
mighty  means  of  progress,  she  is  prepared  to  use  them,  and 
my  word  for  it,  she  will  not  idle  her  great  advantages  in  sigh 
ing  for  the  past,  but,  like  a  noble  city,  avail  herself  of  the  ad 
vantages  which  nature,  art  and  industry  give  to  her.     And  yet, 
again,  in  the  front  rank  waves  forth  to  the  world  that  resist 
less  banner  of  progress   which   she  first  unfurled  to  create 
events  in  the  history  of  this  continent,  whose  mighty  force 
changed  the  destiny  of  empires,  the  fate  of  nations.     You, 
ye  fishermen  of  Portsmouth,  who  boast  of  Vaughan  and 
Pepperell  and  Langdon,  as  of  your  unconquered  race,  who 
under  John  Paul  Jones  first  taught  haughty  England  how  to 
strike  her  flag  to  the   stars  and  stripes  of  Uncle  Sam — you 
who  fought  four  glorious  wars  for  a  free  fishery  and  a  free 
ocean,  you  know  well  the  route  across  the  water  that  leads 
to  those  fishing  grounds.     Your  ancestors  have  proclaimed 
the  great  principle  of  free  fisheries  to  the  world,  .and  glori 
ously  have  beaten  from  the  broad  face  of  ocean  every  na 
tion  that  has  attempted  to  monopolize  them  from  you.     Are 
you  prepared  at  this  day  to  surrender  the  rights  you  have 
watered  with  your  blood  for  a  hundred  years  ?     A  jealous 
and  a  powerful  enemy,  falsely  and  wickedly,  are  striving  to 
rob  you  of  that  which  you   gloriously  won  from  gallant 
France.     Perverting  treaties,  they  sieze  your  ships  and  im 
prison  your  seamen ;   and  the  time  is  coming  when  you  must 
choose  whether  you  will  submit  to  oppression  and  wrong, 
or  like  your  ancestors,  with  strong  hands  assert  your  rights. 
New  Hampshire  sprung  from  the  loins  of  the  cod  fishery, 
and  her  interests  are  too  intimately  joined  to  that  branch  of 
industry  for  her  to  prosper  when  it  decays.     I  deem  it  for- 


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tunate  at  this  crisis  that  a  son  of  hers  has  the  control  of  the 
foreign  relations  of  the  country,;  it  is  a  guarantee  for  your 
interests;  the  robbers  of  your  fishery  must  choose  between 
the  olive  branch  of  reciprocity  and  the  gleaming  sword  of 
American  justice.  Let  them  look  on  the  crumbled  ruins  of 
Louisburg. 

But  I  have  said  enough  ;  my  object  was  briefly  to  remind 
you  how  a  centnry  ago  the  dark  veil  which  hides  their  desti 
nies  from  mankind  was  lifted  for  a  moment  on  this  conti 
nent  ;  it  fell  again  am.id  the  storm  of  war  to  await  the  hour 
when  the  moral  regeneration  of  the  people  should  be  com 
pleted  by  independence  and  firm-set  republican  institutions. 
In  the  rapid  and  steady  progress  of  that  work  your  states 
men  and  your  people  have  lent  no  ordinary  aid;  and  as  the 
manifest  destiny  of  North  America  advances  towards  its 
consummation,  the  sons  of  Portsmouth  -will  remember  the 
glorious  part  the  old  Continentals  have  borne  ,iri  .the  seed 
time  of  great  deeds,  and  as  continental  in  pdlicy  as  their  an 
cestors,  faithfully  perform  their  part  in  the  work  until  Amer 
ica  shall  be  one  Sparta  of  free  institutions,  and  the  lamp -fires 
of  tyrants  shall  be  smothered  before  the  progress  of  civiliza 
tion  and  liberty. 

The  following  letter  from  the  venerable  Capt.  John  Mc- 
Clintock,  now  in  his  ninety-third  year,  was  then  read  : 

PORTSMOUTH,  N.  H.  July  4,  1853. 
To  the  Sons  of  Portsmouth, — Gentlemen, — 

•Sickness  in  my  family  deprives  me  of  the  pleasure  of 
meeting  with  you  to  enjoy  the  day;  and  we  bid  you  a  hearty 
welcome  to  the  city  of  Portsmouth,  to  unite  with  us  in  the 
celebration  of  this  glorious  , day  of  our  independence,  the 
Fourth  of  July.  Portsmouth  was  the  only  city,  and  New- 
Hampshire  the  only  State,  during  the  war  of  our  revolution, 
that  the  enemy  did  not  possess  a  foot  of  land  in.  We 
captured  their  army  before  they  could  pass  our  line.  Few 
of  us  are  left  who  were  engaged  in  the  trials  and  sacrifices 
<of  the  war  to  obtain  our  independence  and  establish  our 
government.  May  we,  with  one  heart  and  one  mind,  unite 
to  support  our  Constitution,  that  was  purchased  at  so  dear  a 
rate  by  some  of  our  noblest,  purest,  and  bestiblood  that  the 
:pulse  of  life  ever  contained.  May  this  day  be  celebrated  so 
long  as  the  Granite  Hills  shall  remain. 

-Respectfully,  JOHN  MOCLINTOCK. 


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At  the  call  of  A.  A.  Peterson,  Esq.  of  the  New- York  delega 
tion,  three  cheers  were  given  for  the  revolutionary  patriot, 
John  McClintock. 

Hon.  Ichabod  Bartlett  sent  the  following  toast : 

Sons  of  Portsmouth  resident  abroad,  who  are  present  upon  this  occasion,  Portsmouth  may 
now  say,  like  the  mother  of  the  Gracchii — "  These,  these  are  my  jewels." 

A  toast  from  the  Mayor  of  Boston,  at  the  city  celebration 
at  Faneuil  Hall,  was  now  announced,  which  was  received 
with  "  three  cheers  for  Faneuil  Hall."  Mr.  Fields  read  it  as 
follows  : 

Boston  and  Portsmouth— The  electric  chain  of  communication  which  now  unites  them,  is  but 
a  type  of  the  living  sympathy  which  bound  them  together  in.  the  days  that  tried  men?s  souls. 

The  Mayor  of  Portsmouth  in  behalf  of  the  Sons  responded  : 

The  City  of  Boston—the  nurse  of  Freedom— when  we  forget  her  may  our  right  hands 
forget  their  cunning. 

W.  H.  Y.  Hackett,  Esq.  also  sent  back  : 

We  are  proud  of  thai  part  of  Boston  which  belongs  to  Portsmouth. 

The  tenth  regular  toast  was  then  read — 

10.— The  State  of  JVeie  Hampshire — The  Sparta  of  America — while  her  sons  have  extended 
her  fame  through  all  lands,  her  women  hare  never  seen  the  smoke  of  our  enemy's  camp-fires. 

[Music—  Old  Granite  State.'] 

11. — JHaion,  Woodbwry,  and   Webster — Statesmen  and  Jurists  whose  names  are  known  in, 
every  civilized  laj id — they  first  obtained  fame  and  reputation  in  our  cily. 
[Music — Dirge."] 

The  eleventh  regular  toast  was  responded  to  by  Samuel 
A.  Badger,  Esq.  of  New- York.  [We  have  not  obtained  a 
copy  of  his  remarks.]  He  closed  with  this  sentiment : 

The  President  of  the  United  States— A  Son  of  New-Hampshire. 

12. — The  Union  of  these  United  States — As- well  as  on-  written  Constitutions,  we  rely  on  the 
Railroad  and  Telegraph  to  preserve  it. 

[Music— Star  Spangled  Banner.'] 

The  twelfth  regular  toast  was  responded  to  by  Matthew 
Hale  Smith,  Esq.  of  Boston,  in  an  eloquent  and  beautiful 
speech,  of  which  we  have  HO  report. 

13.— Our  United  States— however  bounded,  our  Brothers  wherever  tcattered—f&t  us 
"ONE  COUNTRY,  ONE  CONSTITUTION,  ONE  DESTINY," 
[Music — Yankee  Doodle."] 

Charles  L.  Frost,  Esq.  of  New- York,  was  loudly  called5 
for,  and  responded  in  an  off-hand  speech,  during  which  he- 
was  repeatedly  interrupted  with  the  cheers  of  the  multitude. 


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We  have  heard  it  said,  and  he  gloried  in  the  idea,  that 
"  Portsmouth  is  a  good  place  to  emigrate  from."  In  the  last 
twenty  years  he  had  been  a  resident  in  the  Western  and 
Middle  States ;  it  was  therefore  proper  for  him  to  respond  to 
the  sentiment  on  which  he  had  been  called  up.  To  his 
distant  abodes  he  had  carried  the  reputation  which  a  residence 
in  Portsmouth  had  given  him ;  and  to  it  he  owed  much  of 
the  confidence  and  respect  he  had  received  abroad.  Yes, 
Portsmouth  is  not  only  a  good  place  to  emigrate  from,  but 
we  find  it  also  one  of  the  best  places  in  the  world  to  return  to. 
[We  regret  that  his  speech  was  not  reported.] 

Hon.  Ichabod  Goodwin  was  then  loudly  called  for,  and 
on  rising  was  received  with  a  perfect  storm  of  applause : 

He  felt  disposed  to  welcome  most  heartily  all  the  wanderers 
from  Old  Strawberry  Bank.  He  was  a  native  of  Maine, 
and  he  could  well  understand  their  feelings  and  account  for 
the  enthusiasm  which  that  day  prevailed.  His  own  native 
home,  if  homely,  was  none  the  less  dear  to  him,  and  he 
could  feel  to  exclaim  in  reference  to  the  place  of  his  nativity, 
"  When  I  forget  thee  may  my  right  hand  forget  its  cunning." 
He  had  but  one  son,  and  he  would  ask  for  him  no  higher 
blessing  than  to  feel  assured  that  such  a  reception  as  the 
returned  wanderers  before  him  had  received,  would  be 
extended  to  him,  should  he  be  placed  in  similar  circum 
stances.  In  conclusion,  Mr.  Goodwin  extended  to  all  a 
cordial  invitation  to  visit  again  their  homes  on  each  succeed 
ing  anniversary  of  our  nation's  birth-day,  and  conlinue  the 
intercourse  thus  happily  commenced. 

Three  cheers,  that  made  the  welkin  ring,  were  given  for 
the  honorable  gentleman  on  retiring. 

Albert  R.  Hatch  offered  the  following : 

The  Press— The  Safeguard  of  our  Institutions — the  voice  by  which  the  people  speak.  Ports 
mouth  is  proud  of  her  contributions  to  the  fraternity,  which  the  whole  union  delights  to  honor. 

C.  W.  Brewster  was  called  upon  to  respond  to  this  toast, 
and  submitted  the  following : 

Mr.  President, — 

"  The  Press — the  Press,"  is  the  toast.  Sir,  you  have  seen 
that  powerful  instrument  borne  about  in  the  procession  to-day 
by  garlanded  oxen,  a  thing  as  tame  and  harmless  as  though 
it  were  only  a  lion  encaged.  But,  sir,  set  it  in  motion,  seize 
but  that  "  lever  which  moves  the  world,"  and  for  effect  upon  its 


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inhabitants  the  power  .of  every  wild  beast  of  the.  desert  is  set 
at  defiance.  What  brings  us  here  to-day  ?  what  power  has 
been  brought  to  bear  to  gather  thousands  from  Jialf  of  ,tbe 
States  of  tliis  wide  .Union  to  their  kindred  and  their  home? 
The  press,  in  its  simplest  accents  and  its  mildest  tones,  ,had 
said,  "  Come  home"  and  all  of  the  world  visible  to  us  here 
was  set  in  motion !  And  here  we  are,  though  boasting  to 
be  freemen,  literally  swayed  in  every  movement  by  the  press.! 
Would  you  shake  off  its"  influence  ?  would  yau.be  free  from 
its  power?  The  toast  just  given  says,  No!  To  blot  the 
sun  from  the  firmament,  or  the  Fourth  of  July  from  the  cal 
endar,  would  be  scarcely  less  felt  than  the  loss  of  the  press. 
Knowing  many  of  you  at  home  and  abroad  to  be  the  tangi 
ble  friends  of  the  press,  please  accept  the  sentiment : 

True  Patriots—  Those  who  regularly  oil  the  lever  that  moves  the  world. 

Hon.  Richard  Jenness  was  called  upon,  but  declined 
speaking  on  account  of  the  lateness  of  the  hour,  and  handed 
to  the  President  the  following  sketch  of  his  remarks  and  the 
accompanying  toast : 

Welcome  to  the  Sons  of  Portsmouth !  It  is  a  common 
saying  that  blessings  brighten  as  they  take  their  flight,  but 
we  have  the  greatest  surprise  and  pleasure  as  we  number 
ours  returning.  We  had  been  modestly  ignorant  of  our 
own  worth  in  sending  out  so  many  of  our  own  Children  to 
build  up  families  and  a  name  for  themselves  and  us  else 
where  ;  and  we  hope  now  we  shall  not  .be  unreasonably 
proud  when  they  come  back  to  share  their  honors  with  us. 
We  have  every  reason  to  be  proud,  to  be  sure,  but  lest  these 
ycung  ones  should  presume  upon  the  '"  old  folks  at  home," 
we  wish  to  assure  them  that  the  old  nest  is  still  in  pretty 
good  repair,  and  we  hope  to  send  out  in  future  a  few  fledg 
lings  who  will  kindly  bring  back  an  olive-branch  of  peace 
and  good-will  to  us.  We  trust  that  all  our  sons  will  always 
everywhere  recognize  each  other  as  brothers,  as  we  shall  be 
always  glad  to  welcome  them  home. 

The  Sons  of  Portsmouth — tn  olden  time  the  pions  emigrant'before  starting  lit  a  lamp  in  the 
temple,  with  which  he  might  kindle  the  sacred  fire  in  his  new  home  ;  but  .we  rejoice  that  our 
•eons  have  not  only  kept  the  fire  of  intelligence  they  carried  from  us  burning,  but  have  brought 
it  back  to  assure  us  of  their  faithful  care,  And  rekindle,  if  need  be,  our  failing  lamps. 

By  M.  P.  Kennard,  a  Vice  President  of  the  Boston  organ 
ization  : 

Old  Strawberry  Bank—It,  exhibits  to-day  a  new  era  in  banking  policy — the  voluntary  return 
of  its  circulating  issue  in  an  improved  condition,  and  all  with  good  impressions. 


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By  Henry  Gocldard,  of  Portland; 

Brethren  and  Sons  of  Portsmouth : — There  is  something  not  only  novel  bat 
partaking  of  grandeur  in  the  thought  that  the  natives  of  any  town  or  cifcy,  of 
various  generations,  'Should  by  invitation  from  their  birth  place,  with  one 
accord,  assemble  there  on  the  day  of  our  national  jubilee. 

The  spectacle  we  exhibit  and  witness,  a  return  of  the  sons  of  Portsmouth, 
of  various  occupations  and  professions,  from  many  sections  of  the  land,  some 
of  whom  have  never  'before  met  since  they  left  it,  and  others  (a  solemn 
thought)  will  not  meet  again  during  our  earthly  sojourn,  is  one  of  the  deepest 
interest  to  every  reflecting  mind. 

Jn  view  of  our  social  relations  how  delightful  is  the  thought  that  as  sons  of 
Portsmouth  we  are  now  only  enjoying  the  domestic  and  family  relation  extend 
ed  one  degree  further  than  its  usual  limits,  in  thus  fraternally  and  filially,  as 
one  great  family,  at  once  meeting  each  other  and  visiting  our  honored  parent, 
now  the  city  of  Portsmouth,  than  which  I  know  of  no  more  honorable  birtk 
place  in  our  land. 

The  great  man  of  New  Hampshire  and  of  the  nation  once  humorously 
remarked  that  "  New-Hampshire  is  a  good  State  to  emigrate  from."  Shall 
we  not  say  that  Portsmouth  is  not  only  a  good  place  to  emigrate  from,  but 
a  good  place  to  abide  in,  and  above  all,  as  proved  this  day,  a  good  mother  to 
return  to,  who  thus  welcomes  her  children  home  in  so  liberal  and  hearty  a 
manner,  from  their  various  enterprises  over  the  land  ?  And,  brethren,  is  not 
a  city  deserving  of  honor,  which  through  its  children  has  done  so  much  to 
people  and  strengthen  our  country,  while  it  has  been  at  the  same  time  increas 
ing  its  resources  and  population  at  home  ? 

My  observations  and  recollections  of  Portsmouth  extend  back  with  distinct 
ness  to  1793,  since  when,  if  it  has  lost  something  of  the  courtly  air  and  stateli- 
ness  of  some  of  its  population,  (for  it  was  then  fresh  from  the  regal  style  and 
pomp  of  the  administration  of  the  British  Governor  Wentworth,  the  traces  of 
which  were  then  most  clearly  visible,)  it  has  since  as  an  offset  doubled  its  pop 
ulation  and  more  than  trebled  its  wealth,  without  diminishing  its  hospitality. 

Portsmouth  has  also  since  the  Revolution  and  the  time  of  the  Langdons  and 
their  cotemporaries,  been  well  known  in  our  National  Council ;  she  has  fur 
nished  many  members  to  the  Senate  as  well  as  to  the  House  of  Representa 
tives  ;  and  of  the  former  permit  me  to  say,  one  to  a  further  distinction,  that  of 
doing  what  a  more  recent  member  of  the  Senate  there  stated  that  no  man  had 
ever  done,  and  it  was  not  to  be  supposed  any  man  would  ever  do, — declined 
a  seat  in  that  body  after  he  had  been  elected  to  it. 

1  close  with  an  expression  of  the  hope  that  the  multitude  of  our  hearty 
greetings  to-day  may  be  succeeded  by  most  pleasant  and  affectionate  recollec 
tions  in  the  future,  of  this  meeting  in  Portsmouth,  of  July  4th,  1853,  and  of 
•our  cordial  and  magnificent  reception  in  this  city  of  our  birth. 

By  William  Walker  of  South-Newmarket : 

Tiie  citizens  of  Portsmouth — proverbial  for  their  hospitality — They  receive  us  as  their  guejsts 
with  open  arms  and  warm  hearts;  and  in  the  tasteful  arrangements  ami  munificent  provision 
for,  the  occasion,  they  not  only  honor  the  day  and  their  guests,  but  highly  honor  their  city. 

By  B.  P.  Shillaber  of  Boston  : 

Tiie  Daughters  of  Portsmouth — the  stare  of  her  domestic  galaxy — by  no  means  lesser  lights 
than  her  sons. 

By  Theodore  S.  Harris  of  Boston : 

As  the  "  Sons''  to-day  cherish  their  early  feelings  by  a  visit  to  the  spot  of  their  nativity,  go 
may  they,  in  the  eve  of  lifu,  return  to  end  their  days  in  the  land  of  their  fathers. 

By  W.  H.  Y.  Hackett : 

The  Schools  of  Portsmoutt— May  they  continue  to  furnish  such  proof  of  their  usefulness  as 
now  eurround  us. 


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By  James  P.  Walker  of  Lowell : 

Mr.  Mayor, — 

While  gentlemen  have  been  awakening  many  and  pleasant  recollections  of 
times  past,  there  hare  been  floating  before  my  mental  optics  visions  of  an 
ancient  building,  long,  low,  and  dingy,  rather  resembling  a  section  of  ropewalk 
than  a  seminary  of  learning ;  where,  notwithstanding  its  unpromising  exterior, 
hundreds  of  Portsmouth  boys  received  those  rudiments  of  knowledge  which 
have  been  the  stepping-stones  to  whatever  they  may  have  since  attained. 

From  the  early  date  of  the  building  in  question,  and  the  fact  that  our  fathers 
before  us  were  accustomed  to  assemble  for  purposes  of  instruction  within  its 
walls,  probably  few  buildings  in  our  old  town  are  so  well  known  by  so  large  a 
number  as  the  Old  South  School  House. 

The  Old  South  School  House !  the  rallying-point  of  the  south-enders ! 
Who  does  not  remember  when  juvenile  sectional  spirit  ran  high,  when  our  town 
was  "  our  country"  and  we  were  "  northerners"  or  "  southerners"  according  to 
an  accident  of  birth  or  residence ;  when  "  Mill  Dam"  combined  forces  with 
"  Tattle  Point"  to  resist  the  incursions  of  "  Christian  Shore"  and  "  Rock  Pas 
ture" — the  South  School-yard  was  then  the  citadel  whence  issued  forth  the  troops, 
conquering  or  to  be  conquered.  And  then  in  more  peaceful  times,  'on  former 
anniversaries  of  this  the  natal  day  of  our  nation's  independence,  when  we 
yonkers  arrayed  in  blue  and  white,  and  painfully  decorated  with  oak-leaf 
garlands  and  flowery  wreaths,  were  marshalled  forth  in  proud  array  to  add  by 
our  important  presence  to  the  festivities  of  the  day,  what  a  scene  of  bustle,  of 
marching  and  countermarching,  did  that  same  south  school-yard  present ! 

The  old  house  has  in  these  latter  days  given  place  to  a  new  edifice,  more 
modern,  elegant,  and  commodious,  typical  of  the  progress  of  the  age ;  and  to 
the  regret  of  many  there  remains  not  a  relic,  or  sketch  even,  of  the  old  house, 
save  only  "  those  pictures  by  memory  drawn." 

Thus  these  landmarks  one  after  another  disappear,  and  by-and-by  we  shall 
disappear  like  them  ;  it  is  fitting,  therefore,  and  pleasant  to  cherish  their  mem 
ory,  in  the  hope  that  if  we  also  are  successful  in  answering  the  end  of  our  crea 
tion,  our  day  and  generation  shall  not  be  quite  forgotten. 

Permit  me,  sir,  in  conclusion  to  give  you  : 

The  memory  of  the  Old  South  School  House,  and  the  very  good  health,  continued  prosperity, 
and  long  life  of  two  of  its  surviving  masters,  Phineas  Nichols  and  Alfred  M.  Hoyt,  Esqs.— the 
Alpha  and  Omega  of  my  south-school-boy  life. 

By  Oliver  March  of  Lowell : 

The  City  of  Portsmouth  andiu  environs. — Its  beautiful  walks,  its  pleasant  rides,  its  sunshine 
and  its  shade,  its  fresh  water  and  its  salt  water,  and  last  but  not  least  its  fair  daughters— not  to 
be  excelled  by  any  city  in  the  Union. 

By  Wm.  G.  Wise,  of  Lowell : 

Our  Absent  Brothers— May  God  bless,  prosper  and  preserve  them,  wherever  they  may  be. 

By  B.  H.  PenhaUow,  of  Lowell : 

To  the  memory  of  the  hallowed  dead  of  Portsmouth — May  the  remembrance  of  their  blessed 
example  ever  incite  us  to  the  practice  of  every  Christian  virtue. 

By  Lieut.  J.  A.  Underwood,  U.  S.  R.  M.: 

Our  old  Teacher,  WUliam  C.  Harris,  Esq.— 

Wherever  we  rove,  other  teachers  we  see ;    . 
Others  to  love,  but  none  like  thee. 

By  S.  P.  Hanscom,  reporter  of  the  Boston  Daily  Times : 

Lows  Kossuth—We  recognize  him  in  the  light  of  his  own  language  addressed  to  the  Presi 
dent  of  the  United  States : — "  A  living  protestation  against  the  violence  of  foreign  interference 
oppressing  the  sovereign  right  of  nations  to  regulate  their  own  domestic  concerns.  A  living 
protestation  against  centralization  oppressing  the  State  right  of  self-government." 


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By  J.  B.  Hay  den  of  Boston : 


The  Ladies— However  much  those  of"  76"  may  have  awakened  a  spirit  of  independence  id 
the  hearte  of  the  young-  men  of  their  day,  the  ladies  of  Portsmouth  inspire  any  other  than  a 
love  of  independence  in  our  hearts. 


By  Garland  Turell,  of  Boston  : 


New-Hampshire — The  Mecca  of  the  natural  world— whose  divinity  shall  forever  yield  inspi 
ration  lo  innumerable  pilgrims,  that  seek  to  worship  at  her  mountain  shrines. 


By  J.  "Wendell,  Jr.  of  Boston : 


The  Portsrnouth  Boys  resident  in  New-  York  and  Boston— Like  the  north  and  south  mill-ponds 
of  their  native  town,  the  waters  of  which  like  the  affections  when  opportunity  offers  gladly 
reunite  in  paying  homage  to  the  place  of  their  paternity. 


By  Daniel  R.  Sheafe  : 


The  principle  of  progress  has  marked  the  exertions  of  the  Sons  of  Portsmouth — May  the 
principle  of  reform  yeibe  theirs  in  this  their  promised  land. 


By  Jere.  Dearborn,  of  Boston: 


Wben  Mr.  Fields  waa  called  out  at  the  Dinner,  the  south  end  boys  gave  him  three  cheers. 
If  I  had  been  in  the  tent  when  Shillaber  was  called  for,  I  should  have  given  the  following : 

What  if  the  South  end  boys  have  their  Fields,  we  of  the  north  have  our  Mifflin's  Geese  to 
roam  independently  over  them  ;  and  then  it  is  the  residence  of  the  far  famed  Mrs.  Partington  < 
and  th«  birth  place  of  that  young  rascal  Ike, 

Who  stole  the  sugar  from  the  bowl,  and  put  it  in  his  Carpet  Bag. 

By  Nathaniel  Cotton  of  Cambridgeport : 

The  early  settlers  nf  Portsmouth — our  Ancestors. — Their  privations  and  virtues  should  ever 
be  remembered  with  filial  gratitude.  Peace  be  to  their  memory. 

By  Rev.  C.  W.  Reding,  of  Beverly,  Mass. 

Porttmouth — Our  natal  city, — the  home  of  our  earlier  days. — rendered  doubly  dear  to  many 
of  us  as  the  resting  place  of  all  that  was  mortal  of  our  fathers.  Most  gladly  have  we,  her 
devoted  sons,  hastened  back  from  our  wanderings,  and,  in  response  to  her  maternal  call,  di 
rected  our  steps  to  this  altar.  Upon  it  would  we  now  lay  the  offering  of  grateful  hearts ;  and 
here  would  we  leave  our  fervent  prayer  that  a  benignant  Providence  would  continue  to  watch 
over  her  interests,  and  endow  her  with  every  element  of  ah  enduring  prosperity. 

By  Hon,  William  Plumer,  of  Epping : 

PortsrrtOMh — Rich  in  its  recollections  of  the  past,  and  strong  in  its  hopes  for  the  future,  may 
a  be  yet  stronger  and  richer,  in  a  new  spirit  of  union,  enterprise  and  activity,  in  its  onward 
course  of  social,  industrial  and  moral  improvement. 

Mr.  Charles   Gushing,  formerly  of  Portsmouth,  now  of 
Dorchester,  sent  the  following  toast : 

Independence  and  Union — Now  and  forever— our  glory  and  defence. 

By  B.  D.  Laighlon  of  Stratham : 

The  Fourth  of  July,  1853— Its  celebration  in  "  Old  Strawberry  Bank"  will  furnish  materials 
for  a  bright  page  in  her  history ;  in  that  upon  that  day  the  dust  which  had  gathered  upon  the 
"  old  family  record"  was  swept  away. 

SALEM,  July  4,  1853. 

Hon.  H.  D.  Walker, — My  Dear  Sir :  My  fractured  limb  is  not  sufficiently 
strong  to  warrant  my  leaving  home,  to  participate  io  the  pleasure  which  will 
be  enjoyed  by  thousands  in  my  native  place  to-day.  This  I  regret,  but  send 
you  the  enclosed,  to  offer  on  the  occasion  of  the  great  gathering. 

Memory  of  John  W.  Foster — Beloved  and  honored  in  life  ;  in  death,  sincerely  mourned  and 
lamented.  May  the  "  Sons  of  Portsmouth"  emulate  his  numerous  virtues. 

Very  respectfully,  JOHN  BALL. 


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By  Rev.  Dr.  Burroughs : 

The  'Bank  that  lias  never  failed ;  whose  issues  have  had  an  universal  circulation  for  more 
than  two  centuries ;  have  always  been  in  good  odor ;  and  have  blessed  myriads.  Such'  of 
these  living  issues  as  have  now  come  back  to  the  Bank  we  welcome  as  genuine  and  true,  the 
beet  of  stock  and  as  good  as  gold — I  mean  The  Strawberry  Bank. 

By  John  Christie : 

The  Declaration  of  Independence — May  the  Supreme  Judge  of  the  world,  to  whom  the  signers 
of  that  glorious  instrument  appealed  for  the  rectitude  of  their  intentions",  grant  that  the  truths 
therein  promulgated  may  speedily  pervade  the  globe. 

By  John  Harrat : 

The  Sons  of  Portsmouth,  heit  present  as  our  guests  to-day — They  have-  not  returned  as  did 
the  prodigal  son  to  his  father's  house ;  therefore  we,  who  have  remained'  at  home,  will  not 
murmur  because  the  fatted  calf  has  been  killed,  but  go  in  right  heartily  for  a  participation  in 
the  father's  joyous  welcoming.  They  have  fought  with  success  thus  far  the  battle  of  life 
among  strangers;  and,  if  but  for  their  filial  affection,  they  well  deserve  it. 

By  M.  F.  Wendell: 

The  Fourth  of  July — A  day  illustrious  in  the  history  of  human  events ;  it  required  Union  to 
obtain  it,  and  it  requires  union  to  preserve  it.  May  the  noble  deeds  of  our  fathers  receive  the 
gratitude  of  their  sons. 

By  Israel  Kimball  : 

The  Daughters  of  Portsmouth — 

Though  native  sons  forsake  their  homes 

And  dwell  the  country  o'er, 
Her  daughters,  fairest  of  the  fair, 
Adopt  as  many  more. 

By  Albert  Laighton  : 

July  4th.  1853 — A  day  in  the  calender  of  life  made  sacred  to  the  "  Sons  of  Portsmouth-''  by 
a  thousand  memories  of  home. 

Yankee  progress  in  the  good  old  town  of  Portsmouth — The  celebration  of  two  events  in  one 
day,  the  glorious  severity-seventh  anniversary  of  our  national  independence,  and  the  joyous 
retiirn  of  her  son*  to  the  homes  of  their  childhood— a  day  that  will  be  treasured  up  in  the 
memory  of  the  old:  and  the  young  by  its  many  happy  associations. 

By  John  Bennett,  City  Clerk : 

Our  City—Soou  may  her  locality,  attractions  and  business  be  such,  as  will  prevent  her  sons 
from  emigrating. 

By  I.  Bartlett  Claggett : 

The  Sons  of  Portsmouth — As  the  Romans  hailed  their  victorious  armies,  returning  home 
With  the  spoils  of  conquered  nations,  so  do  we  this  day  hail  "  The  Sous  of  Portsmouth'' 
returning  home  in  triumph  with  the  well-earned  honors  of  adopted  cities. 

By  Col.  Gideon  W.  Walker : 

The  Sons  of  Portsmouth,  and  this  our  Nation's  day. —  Our  native  land  and  native  place. — May 
the  hearts  of  generations  to  come  beat  in  unison,  as  on  the  occasion  which  has  this  day  drawn 
us  together. 

By  John  Knowlton : 

Our  Sons  who  have  returned  to  spend  with  us  this  glorieus  Anniversary — We  would  have 
gladly  retained  them  with  us ;  but'  as  we  coul'd  not,  we  greatly  rejoice  in  their  prosperity 
abroad. 

By  Jeremiah  Johnson : 

The  Sons  of  Portsmouth— We  give  thern'a  hearty  welcome ;  may  the  same  calling  that  look 
"""  from  their  homes  soon  call  them  back  again,  viz  :  business  and  employment. 

same : 

It  is  impossible  not  to  love  the  thought,  and  the  man  who  uttered  the  thought,  "  that  the 
States  of  the  Union,  distinct  as  the  billows,  are  one  like  the  sea ;"  and  may  we  not  add :  the 
wisdom  of  our  forefathers,  rising  from  the  mighty  deep,  which  beseeches  us  to  avoid  the 
breakers  which  they  so  safely  shunned. 


By 


William  M.  Fernald  of  Bostoir  forwarded  us  an> 
address  of  twenty-four  pages.  Our  limits  forbid  its  insertion. 
It  closes  with  the  following  sentiment: 

Honor  to  the.  professional  talent  of  the  Sons  of  Portsmouth — There  is  not  a  town  in  New-Eng 
land  that  knows  better  how  to  manufacture  it,  where  to  find  it,  or  to  keep  it  ill  safety  till  the 
morning  and  raid-day  gfdry. 

Ex-Mayor  A.  Grecnleaf  also  forwarded  us  an  excellent 
address,  too  long  for  our  limits,  closing  with  the  sentiment : 

Portsmouth— While  represented  so  ably  and  honorably  by  persons  in  distant  cities  (taking 
the  delegation  now  present  as  a  fair  simple,)  there  need  be  no  apprehensions  thai  the  honor 
of  Old  Strawberry  Bank,  will  ever  be  compromised. 


Our  Returned  Sorts. — Now  that  they  have  seen  that  the  old  homestead  has  been  kept  in  goo& 
order,  may  they  be  induced  to  promote  its  future  improvement. 

WORCESTER,  July  1,  1853. 
To  Francis  E.  Parker,  Esq.  Chairman  of  the  Delegations  from  Portsmouth,  July  4, 

1853. 

MT  DEAR  SIR  :— Were  it  a  practicable  thing,  I  should  be  with  the  SODS  of 
Portsmouth  at  their  first  and  olden  home,  on  our  great  national  festive  day 
this  year.  But  other  duties  forbid  this  luxury.  So  I  send  my  greetings  to  the 
multitude  who  may  go  up  to  this  good  banquet  of  souls,  amid  the  recollections 
of  the  past,  which  will  be  so  joyftilly  revived' on  this  occasion;  My  heart  wilU 
be  in  the  midst  of  your  festivities  on  that  day  ;  and  while  I  lire,  so  shall  live 
my  warmest  wishes  for  the  peace  and-  prosperity  of  all  Portsmouth  sons  and' 
daughters  of  the  present  or  of  the  coming  generations.  Allow  me  this  word  of 
contribution : 


'IVfid  his  wanderings  o'er  the  earth, 
To  the  home  that  gave  him  birth, 
Will  !he  son  of  Portsmouth  turn, 
While  his  lingering  life-fires  burn. 
That  his  vital  power  be  fed, 
Comes  he  to  her  Fountain  Head. 
O'er  rough  ways  when  courage  wanes, 
Turns  he  to  her  ancient  Plains. 
Through  the  haze  that  time  has  made, 
He  espies  the  old  Parade, 
Where  the  mirth-blaze  Icoms  so  bright,- 
As  on  Independence  night. 


Long  Wharf,  Pier,  and  Old  Spring  Hill, 
With  their  sights  his  visions  fill. 
Little  Harbor  still  retreats  ; 
Where  Long  Lane  the  morning  greets ; 
Up  Newington's  piney  way, 
When  the  "summer  sunbeams  play ; 
On  tire  river,  bank  and  tree, 
Tints  of  home  his  dreamings  see. 
When  at  last  these  dreamings  end, 
This  one  thought  his  soul  befriend,- 
That,  his  lohgtest  wanderings  o'ef, 
He  may  land  oil  Christian  Shore. 

3.  G.  ADAMS. 


The  following  were  found  among  the  sentiments  given  at 
the  tables  by  the  ladies — not  in  audible  tones,  but  previously 
iiUerwoven  in  the  boquets  which  decorated  the  paviliom 

Our  boast  shall  be  of  native  "  FIELDS"' of  song, 

And  briliant  "  STASH  KINGS''  swell  the  noble  throng. 

How  life-like  thro'  the  mist  of  years; 
Each  well  remembered  face  appears. 

It-  is  life's  common  lot,  to  link  our  hearts  to  things  that  flee 
The  light  of  other  days. 


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0  sweet  'tis  to  visit  the  home  of  our  birth, 
The  loveliest  spot  on  the  face  of  the  earth. 

Our  heart  mid  all  changes,  wherever  we  roam, 
Ne'er  loses  its  love  for  the  old  folks  at  home. 

•Our  Kindred  and  Friends— Though  absent,  not  forgotten. 

Webster,  Woodbury,  Mason— Their  voices  echo  from  the  past  more  eloquently  than  any  living 
tone. 

Haven,  Foster— The  friends  and  guides  of  our  childhood.  Our  children  shall  rise  up  and 
call  them  blessed.  Departed  they  still  speak. 

The  Memories  of  our  Childhood. 
'Our  Jlguedutl—TXo  fountain  of  Lethe,  but  a  well-spring  of  pleasant  memories. 

'Tis  the  charter  of  freedom,  attend  to  the  call> 
United  we  stand,  divided  we  fall. 

Adorned  with  stars  so  richly  bright,  we  form  a  constellation, 
Where  every  star  with  modest  light,  shall  gild  Us  own  true  station. 

Like  the  bees,  if  home  our  spoils  we  bear, 
Hived  in  our  hearts  it  turns  to  nectar  there. 

Religion  be  our  guiding  star  as  we  sail  through  the  sea  of  life. 
Jfeio-Hampshire— Her  pride  :  high-minded  Men. 

Home,  sweet  Home,  there  is  no  place  like  Home. 
Washington— What  title  shall  he  have?    Not  one.    His  name  alone  strikes  every  title  dead, 

A  Welcome  glad  to  the  Portsmouth  boys '. 

They  have  come  to  the  home  of  their  school-day  joys. 

Our  Sons  have  come  from  lar,  our  Daughters,  where  are  they  ? 
A  joyous  Welcome  waits  them  all  in  their  olden  home  te^day . 

"  Home"  !  'tis  a  word  of  more  than  magtc  spell, 
Whose  sacred  power  the  wanderer  best  can  tell. 

The  Day  tee  Celebrate— Not  noted  on  the  calendar  of  time,  but  hallowed  by  the  grateful 
songs  of  freemen. 

"  The  bonds  of  early  friendship  still  around  the  heart  entwine, 
And  memory  loves  to  linger  yet  on  days  of  Aald  Lang  Syne." 

Our  Schools— The  safeguards  of  our  Liberty  and  Virtue.    Their  pupils  are  their  highest  praise. 

May  the  starry  flag  waving,  still  glory  pursue, 
And  freedom  find  ever  a  guardian  in  you. 

The  benediction  was  pronounced  by  Rev,  Drk  Peabody, 
and  at  about  7  1-2  o'clock  the  company  separated,  one  and 
all  delighted  with  their  afternoon  entertainment* 


'THE  PKOMENADB  CONCERT,  at  the  Pavilion  in  the  evening,  was  atl-ended 
by  several  thousands.  It  was  brilliantly  illuminated  by  gas,  and  not  less  by 
the  brilliant  eyes  of  that  better  portion  who  did  not  appear  in  the  tent  in  the 
day-time.  Here  was  the  place  to  recognize  old  acquaintances  ;  and  many  here 
met  who  had  been  separated  five,  ten,  twenty,  thirty,  and  even  forty  years. 
Neighbors  here  met  from  abroad  who  had  no  knowledge  that  they  were  natives 
of  the  same  place  until  the  call  of  return  went  forth. 


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The  gathering  of  tho  Sons  of  Portsmouth  from  abroad,  the  artistic  display  of 
mottoes  and  decorations  in  our  streets,  the  procession,  the  collation  at  the  tent, 
and  the  evening  levee,  are  the  subjects  which  deserve  note  as  a  matter  of  history, 
not  only  local,  but  also  interesting  for  exhibiting  to  other  towns  and  cities  such 
incidents  as  may  tend  to  bring  about  a  new  mode  of  pleasantly  and  usefully 
observing  our  great  national  anniversary. 

A  Boston  writer  says : — "  Portsmouth  was  in  her  queenly  dress ;  the  '  SOBS' 
were  proud  of  their  mother ;  the  mother  was  lavish  of  hospitality  and  love  to 
the  'sons.'  Thanks  to  that  son  who  suggested  the  beautiful  thought  that 
brought  us  together.  That  thought  will  be  developed  and  carried  out  by  other 
cities  and  villages,  producing  the  pleasant  fruits  of  social  harmony,  kind 
remembrances,  and  brotherly  love. 

As  I  stepped  from  the  cars  the  signs  of 'friendship  and  welcome'  were  every 
where  visible ;  these  words  and  others  like  them  were  interwoven  with  flowers 
and  smiled  in  evergreens  ;  they  were  posted  at  the  corner  of  every  street,  and 
with  a  pen  dipped  in  love  were  written  in  living  characters  on  every  heart*; 
every  one  admired  the  simplicity  of  these  mottoes  ;  no  one  doubted  their  sin 
cerity.  The  whole  city  was  animated  with  the  warm  glow  of  fraternal  love, 
which  found  its  expression  in  numerous  forms  of  tasteful  elegance  and  ample 
hospitality. 

I  joined  the  procession,  which  was  certainly  one  of  the  most  interesting  I 
ever  saw.  I  could  not  but  wonder  at  the  ingenious  contrivance  which  displayed 
so  great  a  variety  of  pleasing  and  useful  objects.  Mechanical  and  mercantile 
arts,  the  forge,  the  workshop,  the  graceful  ship  saluting  us  with  artillery,  the 
fine  display  of  merchandize  in  the  moving  shop — all  passed  before  us,  and  told 
05  that  such  a  people  could  not  be  otherwise  than  prosperous  and  happy.  The 
Signs  of  thrift  were  visible  all  around  us.  Industry  and  happiness  dwell  to 
gether,  and  the  symbols  of  the  one  are  the  promise  and  pledge  of  the  other. 

We  passed  down  Islington  street,  and  thence  through  Market,  under  a  suc 
cession  of  evergreen  arches,  more  beautiful  than  I  ever  saw  before  in  Boston  or 
elsewhere.  The  names  of  the  different  States  were  painted  among  the  foliage, 
and  the  whole  display  produced  a  most  lively  and  pleasing  effect.  We  contin 
ued  our  march ;  it  was  no  task  to  walk  in  such  a  procession  ;  sweeter  music 
never  floated  upon  Italian  air,  and  sweeter  voices  were  never  heard  in  tones  of 
greeting  and  love,  and  fairer  forms  were  never  seen  to  glide  among  the  sons 
and  daughters  of  men.  New  Hampshire  poured  forth  her  beauty  and  her  love  ; 
we  drank  of  her  crystal  waters,  presented  by  maidens  of  whom  the  nation 
might  justly  be  proud.  We  took  it  from  their  willing  hands  in  the  pauses  of 
ocr  walk,  and  blessed  them  in  our  hearts. 

Some  of  our  number  were  truly  fortunate ;  showers  of  fragrance  now  and 
then  descended  upon  us,  in  boquets  of  summer  flowers ;  but  being  myself  one 
of  the  '  fathers,'  I  was  not  surprised  that  these  showers  took  a  direction  a  little 
remote  from  my  position,  and  consequently  they  fell  into  other  hands ;  but  it 
was  all  right,  envy  had  no  place  among  us,  and  each  one  was  glad  for  his 
neighbor. 

At  three  o'clock  we  entered  the  tent.  The  arrangements  were  admirable ; 
nearly  two  thousand  people  took  their  seats  as  quietly  and  in  as  perfect  order 
as  can  well  be  imagined  ;  contrivance  was  the  order  of  the  day  ;  everything 
was  dons  right,  because  all  possible  contingencies  were  foreseen  and  provided 
for.  The  tables  were  spread  with  a  liberal  hand,  and  the  hospitality  of  the 
city  was  equally  honorable  to  herself  and  satisfactory  to  her  guests." 

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A  SEEMON  BY  KEY.  A.  P.  PEABODY,  D.  D. 

Prepared  in  reference  to  the  return  of  the  Sons  of  Portsmouth  from  abroad,  and  deliv 
ered  at  the  Stone  Church  on  Sunday  morning,  July  3,  1853. 

INSEBTED  AT  THE  SOLICITATION  OF  MANY   OF  THE  HZARIRS. 


MARK  V.  19. 
"Go  home  to  thy  friends,  and  tell  them  how  great  things  the  Lord  hath  done  for  thee." 

In  the  metropolis  of  our  country,  the  reservoir  that  sends  its  health-giving 
current  to  every  house,  and  lends  itself  to  unnumbered  ministries  of  use,  orna 
ment  and  luxury,  is  the  pride  and  joy  of  the  city  ;  it  is  visited  daily  by  hun 
dreds  of  strangers,  and  bears  engraved  on  enduring  masonry,  to  be  transmitted 
to  distant  generations,  the  names  of  those  who  projected  and  conducted  the 
emerprize.  But  the  river,  •without  which  the  reservoir  would  be  worthless,  rises 
one  hardly  knows  where, pursues  its  unnoticed  way  through  forest  and  meadow, 
and  where  it  is  crossed  or  skirted  by  the  highways  of  commerce  the  busy  citi 
zen  hardly  pauses  to  think, — "Here  flows  the  very  life  tide  of  the  queenly  city." 
Thus  is  our  recognition  and  our  gratitude  constantly  prone  to  rest  at  the  foun 
tain  of  immediate  supply  instead  of  mounting  to  the  source.  To-morrow  will 
be  a  day  much  and  long  to  be  remembered  among  us.  Our  great  political 
festival,  in  itself  so  rich  in  themes  for  gratitude,is  to  be  gladdened  by  the  reunion 
of  the  long  parted,  by  the  filling  up  of  many  diminished  household  circles,  by  the 
return  to  the  home  of  their  youth  of  a  multitude  whose  worth  and  whose  honors 
make  us  proud  of  the  place  that  gave  them  birth.  How  busy  will  memory  be 
in  the  social  and  domestic  intercourse  of  this  season,  recalling  the  images  of 
those  who  have  gone  to  their  rest,  rehearsing  school-boy  narratives,  disin 
terring  long  forgotten  experiences,  raking  up  from  the  ashes  of  many  years  and 
fanning  into  a  genial  flame  the  embers  of  youthful  friendships,  burnishing  the 
rusted  links  of  chains  of  intimacy  lengthened,  yet  by  no  means  sundered  !  And 
to  many  hearts  is  not  the  light  of  this  day  of  the  Son  of  Man  eclipsed  by  the 
Jubilant  joy  which  will  take  its  multiform  shape  and  find  its  many- voiced  ut 
terance  with  to-morrow's  dawn  ;  and  our  festival  of  redeeming  love,  with  its 
tlender  array  of  guests,  its  simple  ritual  and  its  low-voiced  hymn,  belittled  and 
dwarfed  in  comparison  with  the  multitudinous  shout  and  song,  parade  and 
pageantry,  gaiety  and  gladness  in  which  thousands  are  to  participate  1  Yet 
here  is  the  source ;  to  morrow  you  will  but  drink  at  the  gathering  of  its  waters. 
Hence  flow  the  streams  that  shall  make  glad  the  city.  And  would  you  trace 
back  the  political  freedom,  safety  and  blessedness,  the  domestic  joy,  the  long- 
cterished  friendships,th&  undying  loves,  the  dear  remembrances  of  the  departed, 
the  tenderness  and  faithfulness  of  the  living,  which  will  fill  to-morrow's  cup  of 
gladness,  here,  in  the  sanctuary,  at  the  altar  would  go  up  your  wannest  vows, 
your  most  fervent  thanksgivings ;  not  one  of  you  would  remain  a  cold  and  list- 
leas  participator  in  the  mere  form  of  godliness  ;  not  one  of  you  would  turn  away 
from  the  proffered  emblems  of  your  Savior's  love.  I  may  in  the  afternoon  refer 
to  the  connection  of  Christianity  with  our  civil  freedom.  I  would  now  speak  of 
its  agency  as  regards  the  loves  and  friendships  of  our  domestic  and  social  estate. 
I  would  remind  those  who  have  come  home  to  their  friends,  and  those  to  whom 
they  have  come  home,  how  great  things  the  Lord  has  done  for  them. 

Homa  !  what  a  complex  word  !  How  much  does  it  embrace  !  The  endear 
ments  of  infancy,  the  solace  of  age,  the  mutually  trustful  heart  and  helping 
hand,  kindness  that  has  grown  by  perpetual  drafts  upon  its  resources,  sympathy 
t&e  more  entire  the  more  constantly  it  has  been  claimed,  the  steps  upborne  and 
guided  over  every  rough  and  steep  passage  of  the  life-pilgrimage,  shelter  froin 


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the  frowns  of  a  bleak  world  and  redoubled  joy  in  every  visiting  of  a  benignant 
Providence,  'blessings  multiplied  because  divided,  magnified  because  shared. 
And  all  this  t»  the  godsend  of  Christianity.  In  Jesus  alone  are  the  families  of 
the  earth  blessed.  The  very  word  home  which  nas  its  synonym  in  every  lan 
guage  of 'Christendom,  has  none,  so  far  as  I  know.,  in  any  language  that  has  not 
frown  up  nader  Christian  auspices.  For  our  text  the  evangelist  could  find 
none  but  the  comparatively  frigid  expression,  "Go  to  thine  house  ;"  for  before 
Christ  men's  bouses  were  not  homes.  The  marriage  covenant,  the  very  basis 
of  all  domestic  repose,  union  and  felicity,  had  no  sacredness  or  permanence. 
The  wife  could  not  call  her  house  or  family  her  own  for  a  single  day.  Ths 
caprice  of  a  moment  might  throw  the  tender,  faithful  mother,  childless  and 
widowed,  upon  the  scorn  of  a  pitiless  world.  She  had  then  no  inducement  to 
put  on  the  unwithering  grace*  of  mind  and  heart  and  character,  to  render  her 
self  worthy  of  permanent  esteem  and  confidence,  or  to  discharge  those  numerous 
and  momentous  duties  and  to  diffuse  those  numberless  and  nameless  influences, 
the  fruit  of  which  can  be  reaped  only  after  many  days.  She  rather  sought  by 
intrigue,  by  low  cunning,  or  at  best  by  superficial  accomplishments  and  blan 
dishments,  to  retain  from  day  to  day  her  doubtful  sceptre,  to  minister  to  the 
pleasure  of  the  passing  hour,  and  to  pamper  even  the  most  sordid  tastes  and 
•diabolical  passions,  rather  than  imperil  her  supremacy  by  attempting  to  oppose 
or  reform  them.  Jesus  first  impressed  the  seal  of  inviolable  sanctity  upon  thie 
nuptial  vow.  The  "wife,  the  mother  worthy  of  the  name  owes  her  place  and 
office  in  the  household  to  him  and  to  his  gospel.  The  vestal  fire  on  tho 
hearth-stones  of  Christendom,  the  glow  of  which  warms  the  hearts  of  the  long 
•absent,  revives  the  hope  that  is  ready  lo  perish,  sends  forth  its  beacon  flame  for 
the  prodigal  in  his  far-off  wanderings,  was  kindled  by  his  breath,  and  its  un 
wearied  priestess  keeps  her  watch  tis  by  his  appointment.  Abolish  Christianity, 
(France  tried  the  experiment  and  still  rues  it  bitterly,)  abolish  Christianity, 
•relax  its  restraints,  or 'destroy  its  pervading  even  when  unconscious  influence, 
and  in  ten  years  time  you  might  look  in  vain  for  a  home  among  all  your 
houses,  and  might  look  in  vain  among  their  inmates  'for  what  would  merit  the 
name  of  a  family. 

Before  Christ  also  the  parental  bond  sat  loosely  on  the  father's  side.  Our 
phrase  "bring  up"  or  Braise"  as  applied  to  children,  is  translated  from  a  Latin 
word,  which  has  come  do-wn  to  us  as  a  memorial  of  heartless  barbarity.  Ths 
new-born  child  was  laid  upon  the  ground,  and  if  the  father  took  it  up  or  raised 
it,  it  was  destined  to  live  ;  if  not,  it  was  exposed  to  perish.  Domestic  govern 
ment  was  marked  in  the  nations  of  antiquity  by  incalculable  caprice  and  un- 
tempered  severity.  The  power  of  life  and  death  twas  in  the  father's  hands,  ami 
instances  of  its  wanton  and  cruel  exercise  were  not  lacking  among  men  illus 
trious  for  goodness,  as  goodness  was  accounted  by  the  standard  of  the  times, 
But  Christ  has  left  his  consecration  on  infancy  and  childhood.  His  hallowing 
hands,  laid  on  the  beads  of  those  Jewish  children,  rest  still  on  the  lambs  of  J;he 
.flock.  His  words  of  blessing  make  the  little  one  an  heir  of  immortality,  a 
nurseling  for  heaven.  The  tender,  reverent  associations  which  he  connected 
with  opening  life,  pervade  all  Christendom,  leaven  domestic  institutions  and 
habits,  penetrate  thousands  of  hearts  where  there  is  no  distinct  recognition  of 
Christian  principle,  and  secure  for  the  child  a  safe  and  dear  place  in  the  affec 
tions  and  the  ministries  of  every  parent  not  utterly  given  over  to  a  reprobate 
mind. 

St.  Paul  described  the  Gentile  world  as  without  natural  affection  \  and  the 
history  of  all  unevangelized  communities  is  a  perpetual  commentary  on  his  words 
for  it  is  full  of  such  crimes  as  set  at  defiance  the  bonds  of  nature  and  the  lawi 
of  kindred.  It  is  impossible  for  <UB  to  say  how  far  the  doctrine  of  immortality 
•Dters  into  domestic  attachment,  and  helps  to  unite  neighbors,friends  and  follow- 
dlizens  in  mutual  amity  and  good  will.  We  are  born  into  the  atmosphere  of 
Christian  faith.  We  wake  with  our  "first  conscious  existence  to  a  belief  in  im 
mortality.  Wo  may  be  unaware  of  often  -recurring  to  it,  jet  it  is  a  tacit  el*- 


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meat  in  all  our  thoughts  of  one  another  ;  it  is  the  matrix  in  which  oar  attach 
ments  are  moulded ;  it  is  the  self-repeating  formula,  that  finds  expression  in  thfe 
communings  of  families,  the  intercourse  of  friends,  our  wayside  greetings,  our 
acts  of  courtesy,  our  deeds  of  brotherly  kindness.  It  has  tacitly  presided  in  the 
great  family  gathering,  which  throngs  our  city  to-day,  and  will  whelm  us  with 
tts  living  tide  to-morrow.  It  is  not  as  dying  men  and  women,  but  as  immo»- 
tals,  that  we  exchange  the  hearty  grasp  and  the  glad  salutation,  that  we  enlarge 
the  household  table  and  pile  the  public  feast.  Did  we  look  upon  one  another 
as  mere  air-bubbles  blown  up  for  a  little  while  on  the  ocean  of  a  godless  eterni 
ty,  one  by  one  to  burst  and  vanish  forever,  we  should  be  afraid  to  love,  reluctant 
to  enter  into  any  closeness  of  sympathy,  jealously  solicitous  of  self-isolation, 
anxious  to  avert  every  form  and  sentiment  of  intimacy,  that  we  might  shun  the 
pain  of  parting  to  meet  no  more.  The  parent,  instead  of  looking  upon  his 
child  as  his  inalienable  heart-property,  would  regard  him  as  lent  only  for  a 
precarious  term  of  months  or  years,  and  would  measure  the  strength 
of  his  attachment  by  the  frailty  of  its  tenure.  Those  now  bound  by  the  closest 
friendship  would  be  as  mere  casual  acquaintance ;  and  as  often  as  one  disap 
peared  from  the  ranks  of  the  living,  there  would  be  a  fresh  dissuasive  from  the 
lorming  of  any  relation,  the  sundering  of  which  could  give  a  momentary  pain. 
But  now,  into  all  our  love  and  all  our  friendship  there  enters  the  feeling,  that  we 
lose  nothing  by  loving,  that  our  friendship  is  not  born  to  die,  that  the  cherished 
ones  who  go  hence  before  us  are  treasures  laid  np  for  us  in  heaven,  that  these 
mournful  partings  by  the  wayside  are  to  have  their  offset  in  mansions  above 
where  we  meet  to  part  no  more. 

There  are  aspects  of  our  present  gathering,  which  would  be  insnpportably  sad 
were  it  not  for  this  relief.  There  return  to  us  not  a  few  after  the  absence  of 
many  years  ;  and  to  them  how  is  the  face  of  society  transfigured  !  The  fathers, 
where  are  they  ?  How  many  of  those  who  marked  out  our  way  and  sat  as 
chief  among  us  have  left  only  the  regretful  memory  of  their  excellence  !  And 
with  them  have  gone  matron  and  maid,  those  in  the  prime  and  pride  of  their 
strength,  youth  in  their  budding  promise,  children  in  the  first  dew  of  their  in 
nocence.  How  few  there  are  that  return  to  unbroken  households,  none  to  larger 
circles  of  coevals  and  intimates  on  which  death  has  not  cast  its  deep  and  re 
peated  shadow.  Many  of  our  guests  will  steal  from  the  bnstle  and  tumult 
the  morning  or  the  evening  hour  to  visit  the  graves  of  the  loved  and  honored 
dead.  But  not  in  hopeless  sadness,  not  with  a  disturbance  of  feeling  that  will 
essentially  impair  the  joy  of  meeting  with  those  that  survive  and  remain..  For 
the  resurrection  angel  will  sit  upon  the  grave  stone,  and  of  every  one  of  the 
faithful,  pure,  innocent  dead,  will  say,— "He  is  not  here,  he  is  risen,  behold  the 
place  where  they  laid  him."  The  thought  that  so  much  that  was  noble,  true, 
excellent,  worthy  to  be  immortal,  had  utterly  perished,  would  blight  the  glad 
ness  of  an  occasion  like  this,  even  for  the  least  serious,  who  should  have  forced 
upon  their  remembrance  so  many  over  whose  mortal  part  the  grave  has  irre- 
rocably  closed.  But  the  tacit  feeling  that  they  have  not  wholly  died,  will  enter 
into  every  thought  of  which  they  form  a  part  ;  and  in  many  home  circles,  and 
quiet  gatherings  of  long  divided  friends,  and  mutual. rehearsals  of  the  separate, 
ways  in  which  God  has  led  them,  will  be  felt  the  overshadowing  presence  of  the 
unseen  witnesses,  the  undying  sympathy  of  the  revered  and  beloved,  the  voic&- 
lesss  welcome  of  those  whose  hand  and  smile  were  wont  to  greet  the  homeward 
pilgrim. 

How  numerous  are  the  remembrances  of  chastened  sadness,  that  must  throng 
in  the  hearts  of  those  who  after  long  absence  are  our  fellow-worshippers  this 
day  !  Not  a  few  retain  an  ever  fresh  remembrance  of  him  who  so  long  filled,  ft» 
the  meekness  of  wisdom  and  the  beauty  of  holiness-,  the  place  where  I  now  stand. 
A  still  larger  number  recall  with  tender  reverence  him  whom  they  loved  as  the 
teacher  and  pastor  of  their  childhood,  who  showed  us  how  a  Christian  should 
live,  and  in  his  own  and  God's  best  time,  how  hard  it  is  to  think  in  ours,  how  a 
Christian  can  die.  And  with  them  our  guests  must  mark  the  vacant  places  of 


many  in  every  age  and  every  walk  of  life,  who  have  gone  to  swell  the  larger 
congregation  of  the  dead.  But  there  is  not  a  thought  of  them  even  in  the  mind 
of  toe  least  religious,  from  which  Jesus  has  not  taken  the  bitterness.  There  i* 
not  one,  who  would  not  be  horror-stricken  by  the  most  cursory  survey  of  death's 
doings  in  the  circle  of  his  kindred  and  acquaintance,  if  he  supposed  that  they 
had  all  sunk  into  the  bottomless  pit  of  annihilation.  You  can  contemplate 
(hese  changes  in  society  with  calmness,  and  can  talk  even  cheerfully  about  th» 
departed,  because  there  is  all  the  while  the  latent  feeling  that  there  was  a  part 
in  every  one  of  them  that  could  not  die,  which  the  God  of  life,  who  breathed  it 
into  them,  has  taken  unto  himself. 

Suppose  at  the  opening  of  this  festival  season  an  authentic  voice  from  heaven, 
proclaiming  Christianity  a  delusion,  Jesus  a  phantasm  of  crazy  fanatics,  immor 
tality  a  baseless  vision,  death  an  eternal  sleep  and  oblivion, — think  you  that 
to-morrow's  rejoicing  conld  go  on  in  the  anticipated  course  1  As  I  imagins 
the  appalling  disclosure,  I  see  numberless  ancient  wounds  re-opened,  long 
buried  griefs  are  revived  in  the  freshness  of  their  flow,  all  the  healing  ministry 
of  time  and  of  a  benignant  Providence  is  reversed,  the  images  of  the 
dead  block  up  all  the  paths  of  the  living,  despair  sits  on  every  coun 
tenance  but  of  the  infant  and  the  idiot,  and  those  who  seemed  wholly  un 
conscious  of  immortality  awake  too  late  to  agonizing  regret  for  the  loss  cf  a 
hope  they  never  knew  how  to  prize.  And  then,  were  it  announced  that  the 
revelation  of  eternal  death  was  not  the  truth  of  God,  but  had  only  been  uttered 
to  arouse  men's  minds  to  the  priceless  worth  of  the  immortal  life  brought  to 
light  in  the  gospel,  how  would  joy  kindle  from  face  to  face  and  leap  from  heart 
to  heart !  We  should  again  bury  pur  dead  in  hope,  and  admit  the  healing  hand 
to  the  wounds  of  bereaved  affection,  and  drop  again  the  weary  burden  of 
accumulated  griefs ;  the  generation  of  the  living,  taught  by  orief  experi 
ence,  would  turn  to  Christ,  and  cling  to,  him,  and  cherish  his  dear  image  in  their 
heart  of  hearts  ;  and  from  tongue  to  tongue  would  pass  the  language  of  trust 
mg  faith,— "Lord,  to  whom  shall  we  go  ?  Thou  hast  the  words  of  eternal  life." 
Itfy  friends,  I  may  have  seemed  in  this  discourse  to  be  uttering  the  merest 
truisms.  But  are  they  truths  ?  If  so,  their  repetition  is  needed  and  timely. 
There  is  in  connection  with  this  season  much  more  than  the  mere  wish  to  have  a 
splendid  pageant  and  a  memorable  gala  day.  There  is  a  feeling  of  obligation, 
a  conscientious  feeling,  which  makes  active  in  the  preparations  and  hospitalities 
of  the  seasoa  very  many  for  whom  mere  show  or  gaiety  would  have  but  little 
attraction.  They  deem  it  right  that  the  founders  of  the  republic  should  receive 
their  meed  of  gratitude,  on  its  birth  day.  They  deem  it  fitting,  a  matter  of 
sacred  duty,  that  nothing  should  be  wanting  to  the  welcome  of  those  who  revisit 
their  birthplace  and  renew  their  early  home  associations.  Now  how  is  it  that 
this  same  sense  of  obligation  is  so  sparsely  and  faintly  felt  where  it  is  supremely 
due  *  Not  one  of  you  doubts  that  the  gospel  is  the  palladium  of  our  liberty, 
the  mother  and  nurse  of  all  pure  patriotism  and  faithful  public  service  ;  that 
Jesus  of  Nazareth  is  the  author  of  our  social  privileges  and  blessings,  the  guai- 
dian  spirit  of  our  homes,  the  virtual  bond  of  our  domestic  unions  ;  in  fine,  that 
there  is  not  a  blessing  that  we  shaU  recognize,  a  joy  that  we  shall  experience 
on  the  morrow,  which  has  not  either  been  created  by  him,  or  through  his  agency 
been  rendered  immeasurably  more  precious  and  availing.  Yet  here  are  spread 
the  elements  of  his  commemorative  festival,  hallowed  by  his  dying  request  and 
participation,  surrounded  with  associations  that  seem  adapted  to  make  their 
irresistible  appeal  to  every  sensitive  conscience  and  every  impressible  heart. 
And  can  it  be  ?  yes,  so  it  is  ;  multitudes  that  talk  and  talk  sincerely  of  duty  and 
obligation  about  to-morrow's  festival,  feel  no  compunction  of  conscience  in  turn 
ing  away  from  to-day's.  They  drink  at  the  fountain  ;  they  avert  their  regards, 
withhold  their  gratitude  from  the  source.  Yet  at  the  source  not  lies  the  buried, 
but  sits  the  ever  living  Christ.  We  do  not  so  much  commemorate  him  as  com 
mune  with  him.  We  receive  his  word, — "Lo,  I  am  with  you  alway."  W« 
look  to  the  direct  inpouring  of  his  sympathy  and  help,  for  the  fulness  that 


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shall  replenish  oar  wasting  urns  of  spiritual  life.  We  feel  that  in  rejecting  th» 
fgvitation  to  this  service,  you  are  not  slighting  the  memory  of  a  dead 
benefactor,  hut  spurning  the  society  of  a  still  and  ever  living  friend.  Are  there 
those  here,  who,  were  he  on  earth,  would  gladly  join  his  company  and  sit  at  his 
feet  and  hang  upon  his  words  1  For  you  at  least,  for  all  who  however  frail  and 
erring  can  lift  to  him  a  thought  of  gratitude,  is  this  table  spread,  and  the  cor 
dial  welcome  ready.  The  spirit  of  God1,-  and  the  bride,  the  church  of  Christ's 
espousals,  says  Come;  and  let  him  that  heareth  say  Come ;  and  let  him  that  * 
athirst  come  ;  and  whosoever  will,  let  him  take  the  water  of  life  freely. 


«*I,ET   ITS    GO    HOMEr" 

"  Let  t»  go  home  !"  was  the  happy  thought 
That  sprang  from  the  heart  of  one 
Who  remembered  the  scenes  of  bis  boyish  day* 
With  the  love  of  an  absent  son, 

"  Let  us  go  home !"  and  the  words  as  they  fell 
From  the  lips  of  the  truant  boy, 
Like  the  treasured  strains  of  an  olden  gong 
Wer«  echoed  in  tones  of  joy. 

Loudly  the  notes  of  welcome  rung 
Throughout  that  olden  home, 
And  the  kindly  words  of  fond  recall 
Were  proffered  to  all  who  roam. 

They  come  !  the  wanderers  return, 
Old  memories  to  renew  ; 
Joyous  was  this  reunion  sweet, 
Of  friends  unchanged  and  true. 

Heart  beat  to  heart,  and  hand  pressed  hand  ,• 
While  cheeringiy  we  trace 
The  impress  of  affection's  seal 
On  each  familiar  face. 

The  sports,  the  lores  of  early  hours, 
Were  once  again  talked  e'er  ; 
And  merrily  the  laugh  went  round, 
As  in  the  days  of  yore. 

And  yet  amid  the  joyous  mirth 
The  silent  tear  must  fall, 
As  they,  the  absent  and  the  dead, 
Fond  memory  would  recall. 

For  sad  indeed  and  desolate 
Is  many  a  household  now  ; 
And  life's  stern  discipline  we  read 
On  many  a  saddened  brow. 

But  blessings  on  the  kindly  ones  ! 
The  loyed  who  yet  remain  ; 
Within  whose  pleasant  hearts  and  home* 
A  place  we  still  retain. 

And  when  life's  gatherings  arc  o'er, 
Kecalled  with  all  whOTCam, 
We  will  unite—"  no  waadenr  lost"— 
Within  "  our  Father's"  tome, 


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CXE*    •\7>XJ9n?OjEU9,    «*se. 

THE  following  list  comprises  not  only  the  names  of  the  natives  who  were  present  at  the 
gathering  on  the  Fourih,  but  also  of  all  others  who  are  natives  of  Portsmouth,  or  who  have 
resided  a  score  of  years  among  us,  of  whom  we  have  received  any  information.  The  list  is 
aa  full  as  we  are  enabled  in  a  limited  time  to  make  it,  although  many  names  have  doubtless 
been  overlooked. 

RESIDENTS   IN    MASSACHUSETTS. 

Boston. 

Left  Portsm.  (  Left  Portsm . 

John  E.  Abbott,  merchant         1840  !  George  W.  Bazin,  printer         1817 

Wra.  E.  Abbott,  fancy  goods     1841  !  G.  W.  Burditt,  upholster 

J.  L.  Adams,  silver  plater          1832  j  George  Bartlett,  clerk  1852 

Sam'l  Adams,  book-binder         1830  |  Frank  L.  Betton,  clerk 

G.  Adwers  1852  |  William  H.  Barnes 

Daniel  Akerman  !  B.  F.  Butler,  merchant  1834 

Ira  Ayers,  barber  1827  I  James  Brasbridge 

A.  E.  Bachelder,  merchant  j  Floyd  Briggs 

Henry  L.  Bachelder,  merchant  j  Charles  T.  Barry 

Josiah  G.  Bachelder,  jeweller  1830  |  Henry  M.  Carr,  printer 

J.  W.  Bachelder,  merchant        1836  !  W.  Clifton  Claggett  1846 

Charles  W.  Batchelder,  cooper  1830  |  Charles  W.  Cheever,  tailor         1848 

Sylvester  Barnard,  painter        1825  j  Joseph  Cheever,  physician         1847 

John  L.  Badger,  shipwright       1843  j  William  Clark,  physician  1824 

John  L.  Badger,  clerk  !  Philip  W.  Currier,  clerk  1853 

John  Badger  j  Charles  Caverly,  collector          1816 

John  Ball,  cooper  |  John  E.  W.  Coleman,  painter    1852 

George  Ball,  clerk  J  Sam'l  M.  Colcord,  druggist 

T.  M.  Ball,  merchant  1832  |  Lewis  J.  Coleman,  dry  goods 

E.  W.  Ball,  bookeeper  1839  !  Wm.  H.  Cate,  pump  &  block    1828 

Charles  W.  Ball,  book-keeper   1842  j  Samuel  Cate,  cooper  1820 

Alfred  M.  Beck,  merchant         1848  j  B.  F.  Cate,  wood  mouldings       1852 

Alfred  M.  Beck,  Jr.  clerk  1848  !  Eben.  Chadwick,  merchant       1809 

J.  S.  Beck,  clerk  i  Howard  M.  Curtis 

Chas.  E.  Blunt,  It.  U.S.  eng'rs  1829  j  Benj.  Curtis,  Jr.  car  maker        1850 

Henry  S.  Bodge,  clerk  1853  ]  John  R.  Cushman,  bookbinder 

Geo.  Bigelow  ]  J.  H.  Caldwell,  counter-maker 

James  R.  Bigelow  1844  !  Theodore  Chase,  merchant         1831 

D.  Jackson  Bigelow,  bookseller  1844  !  Lemuel  E.  Caswell,  merchant    1841 

L.  A.  Beal,  clerk  1853  j  J.  H.  C.  Coffin,  clerk 

Henry  R.  Beal,  clerk  1848  )  Frank  Colburn,  clerk  1845 

J.  W.  Bourne,  accountant          1833  |  S.  H.  Drown 

Joseph  L.  Bruce,  painter  1842  i  Thomas  P.  Drown,  clerk 

Oliver  Briard,  merchant  j  L.  M.  Drown,  clerk  1844 

Robert  Briard,  carpenter  1853  i  William  Davis,  blacksmith         1848 

Wm.  Britcher,  confectioner        1840  |  Calvin  Davis,  Jr.  carpenter       1853 

John  H.  Bufford,  lithographer  1829  |  Jere.  A.  Dennett,  clerk  1836 

Timothy  Barker  !  George  Dennett,  custom-house 

John  Brown,  mirror  setter        1843  j  Geo.  Wm.  Dennett,  druggist      1850 

John  Brown,  blacksmith  1850  |  Charles  Dennett 

Charles  H.  Brown  |  G.  Franklin  Dennett  1848 


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W.  S.  Damrell,  printer 
Chas.  L.  Damrell,  bookseller 
John  M.  Dearborn,  range&t'ur. 
Charles  E.  Dixon 
C.  L.  Duncan,  clerk 
Geo.  C.  Dow,  civ.  eng. 
W.  J.  Drake,  machinist 
Matthias  Da*  ton 
William  Darton 
J.  Calvin  Dame,  machinist 
Marshal  M.  Dame,  machinist 
Charles  C.  Dame,  teacher 
Woodbury  Emery 
Geo.  F.  Emery,  U.S.  gen.  ap'r 
Wm.  T.  Eustis,  trea.  Og.  R.R. 
James  T.  Fields,  bookseller 
George  A.  Fields,  book-binder 
Win.  H.  Fernald,  clerk 
Woodbury  M.  Fernald,  literary 
William  M.  Fernald,  cooper 
Joseph  Fernald,  machinist 

A.  W.  Fernald,  mast  maker 

B.  L.  Fernald,  mast  maker 
Daniel  Fernald,  mast  maker 
N.  Marshal  Fernald,  trader 
Ichabod  N.  Fernald,  printer 
Jaines  S.  Fernald,  clerk 
Joshua  W.  Fernald,  dry  goods 
Robert  F.  Foster,  printer 

I.  W.  Frye,  editor  . 
Andrew  J.  Frye,  fancy  goods 
Samuel  S.  Frye,  patent  leather 
J.  L.  Flanders,  book-keeper 
Geo.  W.  Foss,  student 
J.  Edward  Fishley 
William  H.  Fishley 
William  A.  Fogg 
N.  A.  Fogg,  printer 
Stephen  Fitzgerald,  carpenter 
Luther  Farwell,  clerk 
Charles  Flanders,  shipmaster 
William  H.  Floyd 
William  Goddard 
W.  L.  Goddard 
Charles  E.  Griswold,  clerk 
Edwin  A.  Goodrich,  printer 
Sam'l  H.  Gookin,  dry  goods 
J.  M.  Gookin,  clerk 
W.  H.  Gookin,  mariner 
Charles  A.  Gookin,  clerk 
Daniel  J.  Goss,  merchant 
Sam'l  K.  Gilman,  post-office 
J.  Smith  Gerrish,  stove 


j  Wm.  A.  Greenough,  jr.  painter  1849 
1849  !  Robert  T.  Greenough  1849 

1796  !  Edmund  R.  Griffith,  painter  1818 

j  C.  W.  C.  Grant,  tailor  1825 

1849  |  Bradford  Gay,  artist  1845 

]  Thomas  H.  Hickey,  merchant    1845 

1851  !  James  F.  Hickey,  clerk  1843 
!  James  D.  Harris,  clerk               1847 
JTheo.  S.  Harris,  apothecary       1848 

1848  !  Wm.  H.  Harvey,  clerk  1853 

1849  !  Onslow  G.  Hill,  clerk 

1887  !  Samuel  E.  Hill,  Central  house  183t) 
!  Walter  E.  Hill,  merchant  1828 

1828  j  Wm.  H.  Hill,  stationer  1831 

1809  |  James  A.  Hayes,  merchant        183(5 
1831  |  Joseph  Harrold,  cooper  1824 

1833  !  S.  Rowland  Hart,  broker  1829 

1852  |  O.  A.  Hanscom,  clerk  1851 
1830  !  S.  P.  Hanscom,  reporter             1837 
1818  ]  Dwight  Hanscom,  clerk  1351 
1843  !  George  H.  Ham 

|  A.  F.  Ham,  tailor  1853 

j  Orville  A.  Ham,  printer  1848 

;  Sam'l  B.  Hobart,  sup.  M.  Ra'ay 
1847  \  Geo.  K.  Hooper,  furniture  dlr.    1838 
1847  !  Chas.  H.  Hersey.  draughtsman 

1853  j  James  Holbrook,  blacksmith      1809 
1847  ]  Wm.  B.  Holbrook,  carpenter     1838 
1847  !  E.  Howe,  printer 

1822  i  William  Hall,  carpenter  1840 

1852  !  Charles  C.  Hall 
i  Timothy  Hall 

1846  i  Barnabas  Hall,  carpenter  1840 

!  John  Hall,  leather  dealer          1 825 
!  A.  J.  Hall,  counter  maker 
;  George  W.  Holm  an,  upholstery 
|  S.  F.  Hartshorn,  Jr.  "  1851 

1850 ;  George  Huntress 
!  Charles  Hancock 
;'  B.  F.  Henry 

1849  |  Nathaniel  Jones,  carpenter        1818 
!  William  Jones,  painter  1853 

!  Daniel  F.  Jones,  printer  1839 

1845  !  Leonard  Jackson,  printer  1828 

1836  ]  Chas.  E.  Jackson,  Suffolk  bank  1849 

1853  !  John  A.  Johnson,  book-keeper 


1836 

1842 

1853 

1851 

1845  j  Levi  Kelley,  cooper 

1818  i  J.  Francis  Kimball 

1836  '  Sam'l  Newhall  Knigbt,  clexk 


Charles  W.  Kennard,  clerk 
John  S.  Kennard,  clerk 
i  M.  Parry  Kennard,  merchant 
Wm.  H.  Kennard,  merchant 


1851 
1844 
1836 
1840 
1829 

1839 


73 


Benjamin  Kingsbury,  butcher 
Thomas  Kittson 
J.  W.  Knowlton 
Nathan  P.  Laighton 
Geo.  H.  Laighton,  marble  wkr. 
Paul  Laighton,  shipmaster 
James  A.  Laighton,  clerk 
C.  Woodbury  Langdon,  clerk 
Thos.  R.  Lambert,  clergyman 
Wm.  H.  Ladd,  publisher  Bee 
John  H.  Lacoste,  upholster 
AnthonyLangfordjWatchmaker 
John  S.  Locke,  clerk 
Langdon  Locke,  machinist 
Andrew  J.  Locke 
John  P.  Lord,  custom-house 
George  H.  Lane,  clerk 

B.  F.  Lowd,  clerk 
J.  Quincy  Lowd 

Nath'l  Melcher,  post-office 

Sylvester  Melcher 

W.  N.  Melcher,  express 

William  Marden,  printer 

David  Marden,  shoemaker 

Wm.  H.  Marden,  painter 

A.  J.  Mann 

N.  P.  Mann,  fish  dealer 

N.  P.  Mann,  Jr. 

Samuel  W.  Mudge,  printer 

Alfred  Mudge,  printer 

Geo.  W.  Mudge 

Andrew  C.  Mudge,  merchant 

Geo.  B.  Milton,  merchant 

George  M.  Mason,  counsellor 

Robert  T.  Mason 

Charles  Mason,  clergyman 

Samuel  J  Mason 

Nicholas  Mason,  stove  dealer 

Wm.  U.  Moulton,  printer 

Benjamin  P.  Moulton,  printer 

C.  H.  Moulton,  printer 
W.  Frank  Mullin,  clerk 

J.  Mulin  and  Brother,  clerks 

Thomas  R.  Martin,  tin  ware 

Chas.  F.  Marline,  book-keeper 

A.  M.  Marline,  book-keeper 

A.  B.  Mendum,  grocer 

John  S.  Mendum 

J.  D.  Mendam 

John  W.  Moses,  mason 

T.  M.  Moses,  provision  dealer 

Joseph  C.  Muchmore,  rigger 

William  F.  McClintock 


1849 1  James  S.  Murble,  carpenter 

j  Daniel  S.  Mugridge,  clerk         1852 
j  C.  S.  Macreading,  clergyman     1811 

18381  Moses  Miller,  cooper  1818 

1853 !  George  Miller 

1 848  j  James  Miller  1831 

1853  i  H.  G.  Manning 

1852  !  James  J.  Morley  1 832 
1836  !  A.  P.  Marston 

1820  i  Moses  M.  Marston 

1845  !  J.  S.  March,  Shoe  &  L.  D.  Bank 

1827  !  Joseph  W.  Merrill,  druggist 

i  W.  T.  Mathews,  chaise  manf. 

1853  !  John  S.  Meserve,  ship  joiner 

j  Robert  Morrison, supt.  f.  school  1841 
1820  j  John  H.  Noble,  merchant          1845 
!  James  Nute,  blacksmith 

1843  !  Thomas  S.  Neal,  mason  1828 
i  B.  F.  Nutting,  artist 

1828  I  E.  W.  Norton,  gas  fitter 

i  Wm.  H.  H.  Nelson,  porter        1836 
;  Joseph  Norris,  cabinet  maker    1843 
1818IW.R.  Nutter 

1824  I  Wm.  B.  Oxford,  boat-builder    1816 
1853  |  John  W.  Odiorne,  spar  maker 

i  Francis  E.  Parker,  lawyer  1834 
1818  i  John  D.  Parker,  merchant  1823 

':  Ethan  A.  Paddock,  clerk  1835 

1842  j  E.  Pitman,  tailor  1 826 

1825  j  Wm.  Pitman,  clerk  1818 
1842  I  David  S.  Philbrook,  dry  goods 
1839  i  Henry  Philbrick,  carpenter       1852 

1844  j  Daniel  B.  Paul,  clerk  1852 
|  Edwin  Paul,  clerk  185S 
]  James  Paul 

|  Wm.  F.  Parrott,  merchant 
j  J.  M.  Perry,  cooper  1822 

1844  !  C.  W.  Plaisted,  machinist  1850 

1842  I  W.  Plumer,  shipmaster 
j  Jacob  P.  Plumer 

1838  j  Avery  Plumer,  Jr. 

1850  i  Joseph  T.  Pierce,  shipwright     1846 

1843  !  Benj.  C.  Piper,  clerk  1840 
!  William  H.  Piper,  clerk  1840 

1842 1  James  R.  Putnam,  painter         1840 

1849  |  James  Place 

!  Edward  L.  Pike,  printer  1832 

!  E.  A.  Robinson,  clerk  1840 

!  S.  Robinson,  merchant  1832 

i  H.  E.  Robinson,  clerk  .  1835 

!  Edwin  H.  Rice,  clerk 

18461  Gilinan  Randall 

1832 !  David  S.  Rand,  machinist         1846 


74 


Moses  Rand,  Jr.  hatter  1851 

Jos.  Remick,  Jr.  machinist 
Albert  Remick,  clerk,  1851 

T.  M.  Rundlett,  custom-house  1839 
James  W.  Ricker,  printer  1847 

Edmund  B.  Ricker,  painter  1827 
Christo'r  E.  Rymes,  machinist  1841 
Samuel  Rea,  custom-house  1847 
J.Pierpont  Rea,  school  1847 

Chas.  Edwin  Rea,  school  1847 

Horace  Rea  1848 

Samuel  W.  Rea 
George  H.  Rea 
James  Reid,  machinist 
Daniel  Rackliff 
John  E.  Rolland 

Dan'l  B.  Sawyer,  h.  carpenter  1852 
W.  E.  Stan  wood,  paper  hanger  1832 
Joseph  Sise,  clerk  1848 

Ephraim   Shackford,  painter 
Charles  Stone,  painter 
Baron  Stowe,  clergyman  1832 

Augustus  Spinney,  car  maker    1851 
Thomas  Spinney 
Daniel  R.  Sheafe,  merchant 
John  P.  Somerby,  car  builder 
Howard  M.  Somerby  1845 

Daniel  K.  Sparhawk, com.  mer.  1832 
Benj.  P.  Shillaber,  printer  1832 
Francis  R.  Smith,  dry  goods  1840 
Matthew  Hale  Smith,  law 
Cyrus  Smith,  Suffolk  bank  1823 
F.  A.  Shapley 

Albert  F.  Sise,  salesman  1848 

Francis  P.  Sise,  clerk  1852 

James  T.  Simes,  clerk  1852 

Joseph  S.  Simes,  clerk  1852 

Joseph  Simes,  merchant  1827 

Rufus  Stuart,  carpenter  1853 

Edwin  Shackford,  p.  forte  m'r  1851 
John  W.  Stavers,  clerk  1850 

Geo.  W.  Seaward,  clerk  1816 

Henry  Seaward,  printer 
Joseph  Scriggina 

John  Stokell  1842 

J  .Marshal  Shepherd,  hack        1850 
James  O.  Trefethen,  carpenter  1852 
L'd  Trefethen,  cabinet  maker 
Daniel  Taylor,  merchant  1832 

Wm.  W.  Tyler 

Garland   Turell,  broker  1830 

J.  A.  Thompson,  printer  &  pub. 
Charles  Tappan,  bookseller        1815 


jWm.  H.  Tripp,  cooper  1853 

jWm.  S.  Tullock,  book-keeper    1834 

|Hugh  H.  Tuttle,  printer  1829 

1  W.  P.  Treadwell,  mahog'ny  dr. 

'  Stephen  Titcomb 

[Stephen  Tucker,  sup.  city  land  1825 

|  James  Vanghan  1806 

!  Henry  White 

'Lorenzo  White 

|  Thomas  B,  Wiggin,  cooper 

I  S.  Adams  Wiggin,  clerk  1853 

!  Ira  W.  Wiggin,  trader  184  J 

j  Joseph  P.  Wilson  1850 

!  Joseph  T.  Wilson,  machinist      1850 

j  Ben ning Wilson,  cabinet  maker  1848 

]  Jacob  Walden,  shipping  master  1838 

!  Augustus  Walden,  varnisher     1848 

!  Thomas  Walden,  calker  1844 

I  Isaac  Waldron,  clerk 

1  Sam'l  W.  Waldron,  merchant    1834 

!  Sam'l  W.  Waldron,  J  r. 

j  Alfred  Waldron 

j  James  H.  Weeks,  merchant       1831 

[  William  A.  Weeks 

1  Geo.  S.  Walker,  dry  goods         1845 

!  W.  S.  Walker,  clerk  1852 

I  James  Warren  Wildes,  clerk 

|  John  Woods 

I  Edwin  A.  Wadleigh,  clerk 

;'  D.  L.  Webster,  leather  dealer 

j  John  G.Webster,  leather  dealer  1825 

j  J.  Wendell,  Jr.  dry  goods  1843 

j  Samuel  Whidden,  printer          1821 

!  John  York,  merchant  1843 

!  Charles  Young 

Charlestown. 

|  Edmund  M.  Adamson,  tailor  1844 
j  Franklin  Ayers,  carpenter  1851 
!  Richard  C.  Bazin  1833 

I  Joshua  W.  Bazin 

!  John  Cheever,  physician  1818 

j  Lyman  O.  Chase,  ship  carpen'r  1829 
!  James  A.  Cook,  spar  maker  1836 
!  Benj.  Crocker,  carpenter  1843 

!  Theodore  S.  Davis 
I  Otis  Falls  1844 

j  Wm.  Fernald,  cabinet  maker  1844 
j  Levi  Frye,  clerk,  1835 

!  Edwin  R.  Laighton,  clerk  185f 

!  Edward  J.  Norris,  carpenter       1836 
I  Isaiah  B.  Norris,  wheelwright     1834 
|  Moses  Norris 
!  Hiram  Peaslee,  carpenter          1852 


75 

Robert  Pearson  {                       Hopkinton. 

James  Remick,  carpenter  1845  j  Henry  Waldron 

J.  H.  Sanderson,  blacksmith  Lowell. 

Daniel  Seaward  I  Wear  Colcord,  mason                 1817 

J.  Simons  !  Charles  H.  Dennett 

Timothy  Upharn,  merchant  1845  j  Hirain  Dennett,  tailor                 1836 

Chelsea.  \  Alfred  Oilman,  printer               1825 

Wm.  Jackson  1844  !  B.  T.  Hardy,  merchant              1823 

J.  O.  Mendum,  letter  carrier  1839  'Moses  G.  Howe,  lawyer              1837 

Cambridge.  j  Oliver  March,  bookseller           1837 

Isaiah  Bailey,  mason  j  J.  G.  Peabody 

Nathan '1  Cotton,  com'n  agent  1817  j  B.  H.  Penhallow,  printer           1838 

Henry  Hanson,  carpenter  1850  [Joseph  Raynes,  jeweller             1831 

Thomas  S.  Hayes,  grocer  !  L.  K.  Streeter,  editor                  1823 

John  S.  Knowlton  |  Robert  N.  Tullock,  silversmith  1832 

Albert  B.  Lowd,  carver  1852  ]  James  P.  Walker,  bookseller      1845 

Thomas  Moses,  printer  1813  [  Geo.  W.  Wendell,  dry  goods     1825 

Alfred  A.  Stacker,  physician  1837  I  William  G.  Wise,  cash'rm'f  co.  1836 

Hamilton  E.  Towle,  student  1850  '                       Lawrence. 

Andvver.  j  William  S.  Horton,  machinist    1848 

J.  W.  P.  Carter  j  Nathaniel  White 

George  E.  Davis  Lynn. 

Charles  M.  Pickering  jEIbridge  G.  Brooks                     1833 

Daniel  Shannon  j  Jeremiah  Dearborn,  merchant  1828 

Amesbury.  j  Charles  Hatch,  merchant            1850 

Oliver  Larkin  !  D.  W.  Hatch,  merchant              1850 

J.  W.  Staples  !  Washington  Haven,  dry  goods  1351 

Beverly.  !  Henry  Haven 

Mark  Dennett,  jr.  j  Charles  Haven 

Chas.  W.  Reding,  clergyman  1830  |  Dan'l  Moulton,  clothing  store    1828 

Brookline.  i  James  D.  Moulton 

Mark  W.  Sheafe  /  Asa  E.  Mullin 

S.  Danvers.  \  Chas.  C.  Shackford,  clergyman  1831 

J.  Wesley  Hubbard  |  John  C.  Vennard,  joiner 

Dedham.  \  J.  S.  Wentworth 

John  Holmes  Maiden. 

Oliver  Holmes  j  E.  L.  Adams 

Dorchester.  \  Jeremiah  Newman 

Nath'l  Bailey,  carp.  &  calker  1843  j  John  G.  Webster 

Gideon  Beck,  auctioneer  1836  !                      Marshfield. 

Charles  N.  Bailey  1844  I  Fletcher  Webster. 

A.  W.  Bell  Melrose. 

Nath'l  Dennett,  3d  1844  j  William  Gushing,  painter 

G.  W.  Tuckerman,  police  !  Leonard  Jackson,  printer           1822 

Euston.  j  Wm.  F.  Serrat,  whitesmith        1880 

Paul  Laighton  Middleton. 

George  E.  R.  Laighton  |  Israel  W.  Putnam,  clergyman    1835 

Fall  River.  Milton. 

Charles  F.  Tucker,  clerk  1826  j  Israel  P.  Miller          John  H.  Miller 

Gloucester.  Natick. 

William  W.  Parrott,  merchant  1809  j  John  M.  Seaward,  trader           1818 

Haverhitt.  \  George  D.  Wise 

J.  M.  Goodrich  '  New-Bedford,  Abner  J.  Phipps. 


76 


Newburyport. 

Wm.  H.  Brewster,  printer        1831 
Charles  W.  Gurney 
Joshua  Marston 
John  E.  Townsend 
Eben.  Wheelwright,  merchant  1834  | 
George  E.  Young 
T.  R.  Hanson,  trader 
Newton. 

G,  H.  deRoachmont,  carpenter  1825 
Leander  Hansooni,  carpenter  1852 
Isaac  Holmes 

Quincy. 
Charles  W.  Goddard 

Roxbury. 

Henry  L.  French,  machinist 
Gardner  J.  Greenleaf 
Albert  D.  Jenness,  pat.  leather  1852 
Levi  M.  Jenness,  expressman    1848 
Yeaton  Jenness,  expressman 
I.  P.  Libbey,  watch-maker         1850 
Wm.  Rice  Richard  Rice 

C.  F.  Sleeper,  architect  1830 

Jos.  B.  Somerby,  p.  forte  m'r 
Frank  Somerby 

Randolph. 
Matthew  Clark 


Samuel  Clark 
Edmund  F.  Clark 

Reading. 

Geo.  Badger,  cabinet  manf'r      18i3 
Wm.  Badger,  cabinet  manfr      1884 

Salem. 

John  Ball,  city  missionary 
Joseph  Ham       George  C.  Hill 

Springfield. 
George  W.  Boyd 

Somerville. 
Peter  Peduzzi 

Charles  Israel  Putnam,  M.  D.    1835 
Benjamin  Randall 

East  Stoughton. 
John  E.  W.  Coleman 

Taunton. 

T.  Simes  Dennett  1841 

D.  H.  B.  Wheelwright,  teacher  1834 

Tiwksbury. 
Leonard  Huntress  1832 

Watertown. 
Fred'ck  S.  Wendell,  carpenter  1832 

Worcester . 

John  G.  Adams,  clergyman       1823 
Thodore  H.  Bartlett,  printer 
Albert  C.  Tarlton 


Augusta,  Me. 
Moses  Noble,  trader 
Thomas  C.  Noble 
Geo.  H.  Perkins 
Wm.  H.  Marden,  machinist 

Bangor,  Me. 
Stephen  Gilman,  furniture 


MAINE. 

Damariscotta,  Me. 
181 2  ]  Edward  H.  Sise 
1814  ;  Gardiner,  Me. 

1850  !  Parker  Sheldon,  ex-mayor 
1850  j  Goff's  Corner,  Me. 

I  Massena  Goodrich,  clergyman 
1816!  Kittery,   Me. 


1814 


Samuel  Laighton,  book-keeper  1852  J  George  Sparhawk 
Leonard  March  1832 !  Limerick,  Me. 


J.  G.  Rand 

Bath,  Me. 
Leonard  Cotton 

South-Berwick,  Me. 
John  E.  Bailey 
William  A.  Cromwell 
John  P.  Cromwell,  mariner 
Job  Harris 

William  D.  Jewett,  merchant    1823 
Moses  Noble 

Biddeford,  Me. 
George  F.  Bosher 
George  Swasey,  machinist 

Eliot,  Me. 
James  Jones          S.  C.  Martin 


I  Laommi  B.  Dame,  physician 
Newcastle,  Me. 

]  John  P.  Cooper 

North  WUtfield.Me. 

j  Bdw'd  Warren  Putnam,  cler. 
Portland,  Me. 

\  John  J.  Brown,  broker 

!  Charles  H.  French 

!  Oliver  Gerrish,  watch-maker 

I  Henry  Goddard,  merchant 

j  Hanson  M.  Hart,  wool  dealer 

|  Henry  B.  Hart,  wool  dealer 

!  ifames  E.  Haseltine 

•  W.  H.  Knowlton 

•  Richard  Phillips,  seaman 


1849 


1835 
1820 

1817 
1820 
1834 
1832 


A.  H.  Rowe 

And'w  G.  Senter,  watch-maker  1839 

Wm.  Senter,  watch-maker        1827 

Saco,  Me. 
Jacob  Marston,  carpenter          1826 

NEW-HAMPSHIRE. 


j  N.  T.  Moulton,  jr.  clothing        1851 
j  Ewd.  S.  Moulton,  watch-maker  1788 
|  Oliver  Moulton,  overseer 
|  Edward  Stiles,  wheelwright       1833 


Allenstoion,  N.  H. 
George  W.  Ela,  farmer 

Harrington,  N.  H. 
Benj.  Thompson 

Barnstead,  N.  H. 
Andrew  Marshall 

Concord,  N.  H. 

Thomas  Chadbourne,  physician  1810 
Charles  S.  Gilman 
M.  V.  B.  Locke,  printer 
Samuel  B.  Larkin 
Joseph  C.  Perkins,  printer 
Thomas  P.  Treadwell 

Dover,  N.  £T. 

Joshua  Banfield  1814 

AugustineDuny  on,  watchmaker  1851 
John  T.  Gibbs,  editor  1825 

Francis  H.  Hardy  1819 

Leonard  S.  Rand  •  1828 

Leonard  R.  Gray 
John  Scriggins 

Durham,  N.  H. 
Clement  M.Davis.    William  Young 

Epping,  N.  H. 
Thomas  Boardman,  tailor  1852 

Exeter,  N.  H. 

John  Lowe,  Jr.  1830 

Theodore  Moses  1779 

George  Matb.es 
J.  W.  Brooks 
Mark  Colbath 
S.  S.  Fletcher 
M.  D.  Whidden 
Luke  Julian 

Oliver  Smith,  printer  1817 

J.  Hamilton  Shapley,  register 
Daniel  Melcher 
Thomas  Wiggin,  2d 

Gilford,  N.  H. 
Woodbury  Melcher,  trader 

Great-Falls,  N.  H. 
Elisha  Andrews,  Jr.  grocer        1806 
Oliver  Chick,  Mason  1813 

Daniel  Ham,  hatter  1826 

John  Martin 
Mark  Noble,  trea.  of  Sav.  Bk.   1814 


Theodore  H.  Rand,  trader        1849 
I  Benj.  Sherburne,  machinist       1828 
George  W.  Wendell 

Greenland,  N.  H. 
Joshua  W.  Peirce 
John  T.  Parrott 
George  T.  Ball 
Henry  Hart 
Thomas  W.  Penhallow 
Peter  Bonning 

Charles  E.  Salter,  shipmaster    J851 
John  Lowd 
Henry  Lowd 

North  Hampton,  N.  H. 
\  George  Grouard 

Kingston,  N.H. 
j  Leonard   Shilling 
|  John  Shilling 

Manchester,  N.  H, 

\  Lt.  J.  A.  Underwood  1836 

|  Charles  T.  Durgin 
|  Joseph  Potter 
|  Treat  Potter 
!  F.  B.  Johnson,  hair  work  1842 

Milton  Mills,  N.  H. 
|  Bray  U.  Simes,  trader  1824 

Netcington,  N.  H. 
!  J.  W.  Pickering 
!  Joshua  W.  Nutter 
!  James  Nutter,  carpenter  1829 

I  William  S.  Nutter,  carpenter  1846 
|  Charles  W.  Nutter,  carpenter  1829 
!  F.  W.  de  Roachment  1818 

!  George  W.  de  Roachmont  1B3S 
I  Frank  Pettigrew 

Rochester,  N.  H. 
\  Gilbert  Homey,  trader 

S.  Newmarket,  N.  B. 
I  John  F.  Kennard 
I  A.  W.  Walker 
I  William  L.  Walker 

Ossipee,  N.  H. 
!  William  Hazlett 

Pembroke,  N.  H. 
|  Benjamin  B.  Hazelton. 
iSunapee,  N.H.  Joseph  Tucker 


78 

Rollinsford,  N.  H.  I  George  Thompson,  clergyman 

Nathaniel  Ham  !  William  S.  Yeaton 
Morris  Ham  Salem,  N.  H. 

Slratham,  N.  H.  j  David  Lowd 

Lawrence  Boardman  Satmonfalls,  N.  H. 

Dudley  Chase  !  Robert  H.  Holbrook 

Benjamin  Moulton  '  William  Morton,  carpenter 

NEW-YORK. 

New-York  City.  \  Archibald  A.  Peterson 

Julian  Allen  !  George  F.  Peterson 

Thomas  B.  Aldrich  j  Edwin  A.  Peterson 

Charles  Abernethey  |  George  W.  Philbrook 

Daniel  D.  Badger  j  William  H.  Peterson 

James  M.  Badger  I  George  W.  Phipps 

George  J.  Badger  j  Samuel  W.  Putnam 

Samuel  A.  Badger  j  Charles  Goddard  Pickering 
Henry  S.  Ball,  clerk                   1828  j  John  Pray 

George  Barker  !  William  B.  Robinson 

William  P.  Bennett  I  Capt.  James  Sullivan 

George  Burbank  j  Capt.  James  Salter 

A.  S.  Baldwin  |  Alonzo  Taft 

John  H.  Bowles  j  William  H.  Thomas 
Samuel  L.  Brewster                   1850  I  Charles  Turell 

Moses  P.  Brown  !  William  Turell 

James  W.  Carr  j  Charles  J.  Turell 

J.  Newton  Curtis  j  L.  B.  Walker 

Elijah  Curtis  !  William  A.  Walker 

Ralph  C.  Cutter  j  William  Augustus  Walker 
Joseph  F.  Dow,  fancy  painter    1838  j  John  S.  Walker 

A.  Jackson  Decatnr  |  Charles  Walker 

James  W.  Emery  !  William  Walker 

Charles  L.  Frost  !  James  L.  Wise 

William  Fernald  j  William  G.  Wendell 

Joshua  J.  Goodrich  ;  T.  D.  Wendell 

Alfred  A.  Hall  j  Josiah  F.  Wilson 

John  W.  Harrat  !  Charles  W.  Wilson 

Charles  Haven  !  Henry  Young 

J.  Woodward  Haven  j  Orlando  Yeaton 
J.  Appleton  Haven  Brooklyn,  N.  Y. 

Josiah  Halev  •  John  Blunt,  Jr. 

Lieat.  T.  J.'Haines,  U.  S.  A.  j  Nath'l  March  Blunt,  U.  S.  Art'y 

J.  Harris  Ham  I  Joseph  Spinney 

Henry  S.  Hill  !  John  Blunt,  pres.  Brooklyn  bank 

Charles  H.  Hill  j  Henry  S.  Hill,  merchant 

John  M.  Hill  j  Joseph  Spinney,  Jr. 
Horace  Hill  Buffalo,  N.  Y. 

Wesley  W.  Hill  !  William  Treat,  physician 
C.  H.  C.  Hubbard,  jeweller      1832  j  Rochester,  N.  Y. 

William  B.  Johnson  ]  Alfred  M.  Badger 
John  Jewett  Monroe  Works,  N.  Y. 

Eliphalet  Ladd  !  Peter  P.  Parrott 
William  P.  Mickell  New-Hamburg,  N.  Y. 

Jonathan  Morrison  j  J.  Fisher  Sheaf e 


79 


OTHER 

Philadelphia,  Pa. 
Charles  Wm.  Coxe,  merchant 
Alfred  Wm.  L.  Elwyn,  esquire. 
N.  Parker  Haven  1852 

Marshall  Hill 
E.  Ricker  Hill 

Manning  Kennard,  merchant    1832 
Wm.  M.  Kennard,  ship  master  1852 
Charles  A.  Lyman 
Walter  Langdon 

George  Rundlett  1850 

Daniel  M.  Rollins 

N.  Parker  Shortridge,  merch't  1831 
Benjamin  T.  Tredick 
Mark  R.  Wendell 

A.  S.  Wentworth,  carpet  ma'r  1844 
Edmund  Q.  Waldron,  clergyman 

Meadville,  Pa. 
Nathaniel  S.  Folsom,  clergyman 

Pittsburg^  Pa. 

James  M.  Haselton  1846 

Baldwin  Haselton  1850 

Brady's  Bend,  Pa. 
John  H.  Haines,  Iron  Co.  1853 

Alonzo  Haines,        "  1851 

John  G.  Little,        "  1815 

John  G.  Townsend  "  1851 

Warrington,  Pa. 
William  F.  Laskey 

Pottsville,  Pa. 
Alexander  Henderson,  merchant 

Pennsylvania. 
Daniel  Dearborn.     Samuel  Hazlett 

Providence,  R.  I. 

Charles  Akerman,  bookbinder  1830 
Onsville  E.  Pray 
George  W.  Flagg 

Bristol,  R.  1. 

William  H.S.  Bayley  1814 

John  Gregory 

New-London,   Ct. 
George  O.  Merriam  1846 

Elizabethport,  N.  J. 
Joseph  C.  Moses 

Trenton,  N.  J. 
Joseph  H.  Thompson 

Cranberry,  N.  J. 
William  A.  Haselton,  teacher  1853 

Mobile,   Ala. 
Joseph  Ela,  merchant 
Daniel  D.  Wyatt,  printer  1824 

Richmond,  Va.  . 
William  Green 


STATES. 

Washington,  D.  C. 
|  Richard  Ela,  clerk  dist.  oourt 
!  E.  L.  Childs 

I  Wentworth  Larkin  Childs,  clerg. 
|  George  M.  Grouard  1816 

j  Silas  H.  Hill,  lawyer  1831 

!  Charles  March 

Baltimore,  Md. 
|  William  Walker 

Cincinnati,  Ohio. 
\  Horatio  Page 
!  Samuel  Warner 

!  Mark  H.  Wentworth,  imp.&job.l843 
I  George  J.  Wentworth,  "  1843 
!  John  H.  Hilton 

Toledo,    Ohio. 
j  John  E.  Shackford 

Columbus,  Ohio. 

]  Charles  B.  Dennett,  printer      1829 
!  Paul  Laighton,  jr. 
!  John  H.  Wheeler 

Chicago,  III. 
|  George  H.  Foster 

i  George  E.  Webber,  dry  goods  1850 
!  Alfred  A.  Webster,  dry  goods  I860 

Mount  Palatine,  III. 
I  Nathan  B.  Folsom 
I  Boardman  Folsom 

Lancaster ,  III. 
!  Matthew  S.  Marsh 

Peoria,  21L 
i  Henry  I.  Rugg 

Granville,  III. 
\  William  D.  Hill 
!  St.  Louis,  Mo. 

i  Edmund  Henderson 
!  James  Holmes 

j  Lt.  Charles  E.  Blunt,  U.  S.  EngV 
!  Samuel  Treat,  judge 

Louisville,  Ky. 

!  Eusebius  Hutchings,  banker      1833 
j  L.  V.  Badger 
j  A.  C.  Badger,  banker  1844 

Indiana. 
\  R.  L.  Harris,  civil  engineer        1849 

Cannelton,  la. 
\  Charles  Henderson,  manfr 
]  Alonzo  Wise 

Wisconsin. 

j  Joshua  W.  Fernald 
j  David  Holmes 

Whitewater,  Wis. 
William  D.  Little,  jr. 


80 

New-Orleans,  La.  California. 

Thomas  A.  Adams  1843  j  Benj.  J.  Akerman 

Charles  E.  Blunt  1846  ;  N.  A.  Haven  Ball,  merchant     1841 
William  B.  Bowles  !  Lawrence  Bufford,  painter 

John  Durgin  !  Alonzo  F.  Brown  1850 

William  Henderson  1826  !  Charles  W.  Clark  1849 

Samuel  Hill  1838  •  John  S.  Cutts 

Peter  Marcy  1828  j  C.  Thomas  Clapham  1849 

Samuel  Marcy  1832  i  Thomas  W.  Drown  1849 

John  L.  Sheafe,  lawyer  i  William  H.  Dunyon 

Elbridge  G.  Treat  1838  |  James  M.  Ela,  merchant 
Frederick  W.  Tilton  [  Ezekiel  Fitzgerald,  merchant     1849 

Howard  Henderson  i  Albert  Fernald 

John  Gaines  j  Benj.  F.  Foster,  printer  1836 

Charles  Gaines  j  Robert  B.  Gray,  goldsmith 

Illinois.        Augustus  Hubbard,      |  Phineas  J.  Goodrich 
Alonzo  Hubbard,     Robert  Harrold  !  John  Goodrich,  Jr. 
Mississippi.   Oliver  B.  Hill  j  William  A.  Goodrich 

Woodville,    Miss.  \  Jeremiah  D.  Goodrich,  jr. 

Isaac  H.  Stanwood  1824  !  Thomas  A.  Harris,  shipmaster 

Dubuque,  Iowa.  I  Abel  Harris,  shipmaster 

Charles  W.  Cutter  j  John  W.  Huntress  1849 

Laporte,  la.  J  Edward  A.  Ham,  printer 

James  M.  C.  Piper,  trader  1840  |  T.  Leander  Ham,  printer 

Clarksville,  Geo.  \  Charles  Moses,  goldsmith 

Ataos  T.  Akerman,  lawyer  !  William  Moses,  goldsmith 

Charleston,  S.  C-  \  William  P.  Moulton,  tin  ware 

Moses  H.  Stacey  !  Horace  Morrison,  merchant 

Newnansvill-e,  E.  Florida.         I  Augustus  Morrison 
George  L.  Brown  !  Sam'l  Osgood  Putnam,  raerc't    1835 

Jacksonville,   Fa.  \  Theodore  F.  Rowe 

William  F.  Dupray.  |  Edwin  A.  Rowe 

Fort  Smith,  Ark.  \  Charles  E.  Rand 

William  Jackson  1838  !  James  Saunders 

Joseph  Jackson  1853  I  James  Henry  Thompson,  carpen'r 

Beloit,  Wis.  \  George  T.  Upharn 

Oliver  P.  Rice,  engineer  j  Daniel  G.  Waldron 

Galveston,  Texas-  '  J.  Frank  Winkley,  trader          1851 

Alexander  H.Ladd  1851 1  Daniel  E.  Whidden,  printer      1849 

Honolulu,  S.  I.  Portland,  Oregon. 

David  P.  Penballow,  shipmaster        \  George  E.  Gray,  mariner 
T.  Coffin  Harris  J  Charles  B.  Pillow,  watch-maker 

FauUdand  Islands.  Astoria,  Oregon. 

Mark  Laighton          John  Norton      'Jacob  S.  Robioson 

Whole 'number  880.— More  than  half  were  present. 

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the  following  :— 12th  page,  10th  line  from  bottom,  for  Corporations  read  Correspondence.  ]4tU 
page,  last  line,  instead  of  Boston  Brass  read  Bond's  Cornet.  47th  page,  8th  line  from  top,  toe 
gloom  read  g loam.  63d  page,  1st  line,  for  William  M.  Fernald  read  Woodbury  M.  Fernald  ; 
fOlh  line,  tor  from  read  for. 

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